Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ Blended Dimensions ❯ ... And into the Fire (Lemon) ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Special Disclaimer: This is a special chapter and I hope I don't get in trouble for this. But anyway...

-Ruri- This chapter of Blended Demensions contains extreme violence and graphic sexual content that would unsuitable for readers under the age of 17. Parental Discretion is STRONGLY advised.

Chapter is rated: **NC-17**

In the last episode...

After arriving from hyper-space, the two escapee's landed in the country-side of China were Bud had a long talk with his gangsta conscious. Accidents seem to happen to him, from falling, to even nearly getting his head blown off. But that was behind him as Montel and himself traverse to Japan. Using electronic pirating and the advanced systems of the YF-19, Bud was able to establish a place to stay and even money for them to spend. After some talking, the two seperated to be on their own. Montel just hanging around Tokyo, while Bud took his happy ass to Nerima, where he befriended an okonamiyaki chef by the name of Ukyou Kuonji and challenged the Tendo Dojo and won...

Blended Demensions
By Bud

Chapter 9: ..And Into The Fire

'An unfamiliar ceiling..'

Buddy's eyes slowly opened to the site of a white stucco ceiling overhead. His vision was kinda fuzzy, but as he cleared he got stock of the situation.

Obviously he wasn't in a hospital, hence the lack of medical equipment and supplied that usually are easily accessible via cabinets and tables. No, he was probably in one of the many rooms in the Tendo household, most-likely a second guest room. He threw off the light covers, happy that he was still in his pants but no shirt. 'They probably saw all my scars,' he thought.

Looking around he saw his shoes, shirt and tank' next to his travelling pack that was near a small closet. Next to that was Ukyou's battle spatula and bandoleer. He wondered why she would leave her trademark weapons instead of taking them with her. He noticed that this room was rarely used as of late, seeing the cleanliness of the floor and furniture. It still had that new room smell which was common for new houses and such.

This guest room was fairly smaller than the room were Ranma and Genma resided. He slowly sat up, wincing from the pain that still throbbed in his chest. Rubbing the pain away he turned, propping his free hand on the soft futon to help get to his feet. With a little stagger he made his way to the sliding door and down the hall.

"I wonder how they'll react to me.." he mumbled in wonder.

The Tendo's and Saotomes', with the company of Ukyou sat in the living room with various looks as today's proceedings ran thru their minds.

Soun was thinking of the young traveller named Bud. Though unskilled in the art, his pure determination, strength and dexterity brought him to a victory over his daughter Akane, the favorite in the match. Akane's defeat to him was also a sign of her lack of training and disipline in the art. Bud's taunting effected her judgement and concentration which ultimately was her downfall. Now as her father, it was his duty to correct those mistakes soon if she wished to remain heir to the Tendo dojo.

Genma was irritated. Kasumi wanted to wait for the guest to awaken before she served dinner and refused to give him the snack he required to wait. Besides that he wanted to ask the kid how in the hell did he learn the Moko Kaimon Ha, one of the many deadly moves of the Saotome Forbidden Technique: Yamasenken. Or was it just a fluke?

Nabiki has this cold look on her face which truly hid her emotions from everyone, especially Kasumi. Doing some research and calling in a few favors, she got some information on this 'Buddy Arnold.' From what she read, he was Japanese born but moved to the States before heading out on his own before he graduated school. That was all she got about him, and it gave her a weird feeling that more than alot was left out.

The Saotome heir looked bored, yet had this feeling of joy in his eyes. Before Akane awoke, Ukyou pulled him to the side away from everyone and had a little chat. She first apologized to him, stating that she was not in her right mind and that Shampoo goaded her into an attempt to stop the wedding. She said that she was sorry for not asking him if he actually wished to marry the girl. He was surprised that she had no tears in her eyes as she moved to her knees and bowed, begging for his forgiveness and for his friendship. Ranma cold glare softened into a genuine smile. Lifting her up he brought her into a tight embrace, stroking her back as he thanked and called her by their pet name. "Thank you, Ucchan." How they were like peas and carrots again, playing black-jack with him losing as usual.

Dealing Ranma another card, Ukyou thought back on her chat with her bestest friend. After recieving his forgiveness, her heart soared back to life and she moved to kiss his lips. But, she held herself back from doing so and opted for his cheek instead, making him red like an apple. They chatted for a bit sitting by the koi pond. She got him to finally confess to someone that he loved Akane, which broke her heart, but not as much as she thought it would. She swore she would not tell a soul about this. In their chat, she asked him if he believed in love at first site, which made him blush more and nod. She told him that while talking to Buddy she felt the same connection that she felt with him, except that in a different way it felt different.

She also told Ranma that it was Bud's idea that she talk to him instead of brooding in her resturant all this time, allowing their friendship to be totally lost. Ranma put the guy on his good guy list. Anyone that treated his best pal Ukyou like that automatically was his friend.

"Hit me Ucchan." Ranma asked. She delt him a card and smirk.

"Bust. You lose again Ranchan." she giggled. "Your lucky we aren't playing for money or you would be flat broke, sugah."

"Grr... Deal again."

As for Akane, she was idling scratching the gause bandages that wrapped around her waist to her lower ribs. The icepack under the binding was a godsend to her aching back. This loss really irritated her to no end, and shamed her even more. Looking at her father she could tell that he was upset with her lose mostly because of her lack of training in the art. She admitted that to herself. Ever since Ranma showed up here in Nerima she slowly began to lessen her training regiment to the point were she only practices to releave stress. Not regularly as when Soun was still instructing her. She also admits to herself that she lost because she got angry at his taunt. For once she felt like one of Ranma's opponents before they were absorbed by his hiryuu shoten ha.

But this lost was even worse than it truly was. SHE had the skill and teaching to defeat HIM who was unskilled and had little or no training in the art. She was defeated by simple punches and grappling moves. She realizes now, that HE won over HER because SHE lost her temper. She gave herself to him and didn't know it until it was over.

"Ara..." Kasumi sat down next to Akane placing a tray holding the tea set down onto a table before offering her a cup. ".. Did I miss something that happened today?"

Nabiki yawned, now getting a bored look.

"You can say that sis. Akane-chan got her ass handed to her today by a challenger." she stretched in a cat-like matter before laying on her stomach, flipping through a business magazine. "By a green belt at that."

"Nabiki!"

"Oh hush Akane, you know it's true." the middle daughter teased.

"Oh my."

"That's enough you two." Soun said calmly. "But we'll work on that, ne Akane-chan?" he gently placed his hand on his youngest shoulder, smiling. "You tried your best, that's all that matters."

"By the way, Kasumi-chan. We'll be having a guest that will be staying for the rest of the school term. He is currently upstairs in the second guest room in bed at the time recovering from his match earlier."

"I'm right here, Mr. Tendo."

Bud slowly came down the stairs and walked into the family room. Only wearing his black BDU pants and ankle bracers, everyone except Soun seemed to cringe back at the sight of his heavily scarred body. He watched them all with an expressionless glare before sighing sadly. He looked at Soun and nodded.

"Tendo Akane-san." She looked at him with a frown. "I thank you for the match earlier. It has been the best fight I have been in since I returned to my home country. It was an honor to fight the heir of the Tendo School of Anything-Goes." He bowed low in a gesture of respect, but kept his eyes on her.

Akane slowly stood with the help of her father, still flabergasted that he didn't rub his win in her face. She nodded, balling her left hand into a fist and holding it in her right in front of her bosom. "It was an honor." she smiled at him. 'He isn't so bad.'

Nothing was said. Only silence until someone spoke.

"Oh my! Do--- Do they hurt?" Kasumi pointed at his massive array of scars. He looked down at his abdomen, his arms and if he had a mirror, his face and back.

"All the time, Tendo-san." Sigh. "All the time."

Sound coughed to get everyone attention.

"As we move along..." He gestured Bud to a seat. "Allow me to officiall introduce everyone. I am Soun Tendo, Master of the Tendo School of Anything-Goes." He gestured at the girl in the house dress and apron. "Kasumi, my eldest." The girl in cut-off shorts and baggy shirt with her hair styled like a helmet. "Nabiki, my middle daughter."
He nodded to Akane. "And the one you face earlier, my youngest Akane."

He nodded to each girl, but gave Nabiki a wink. She didn't like that.

"I would also like for you to meet my good friend Genma Saotome and Ranma. They are from the Saotome School of Anything-Goes. The sister school."

Genma kept his mouth shut. Ranma gave him a thumbs up with a mellow "Yo." from his mouth.

Bud bowed. "I am Buddy Arnold. It is a pleasure to meet you all."

The Saotome patriarch decided that the wait was finally over to get information. Moving faster than one would expect from a man of his magnitude, he appeared in front of Bud with a menacing glare. "Boy! Tell me where you learn the Yamasenken?!"

Bud jumped back in surprise. "H-hey man are you crazy?! I don't know anything about no Yamasenken."

Genma became furious and stepped forward quickly. His left hand moved up and grabbed Buddy by the neck, running forward and slammed the young fighter against the house wall.

"You lie boy! Who taught you the Yamasenken?! Was is Kumon?!" He growled loudly. "TELL ME BOY!"

Bud stopped struggling. "Let me go now. Or I WILL hurt you."

"Ha! You couldn't hurt me you little twerp." The panda man bellowed. "Hahahaha---URRkk!!"

Buddy retracted his foot from the fat mans crotch. He grabbed him by his dirty white gi and dragged the fool out passed the gawking stares of everyone present and onto the porch. He hauled the stunned martial arts master over to the koi pond over his shoulders, a testiment to his strength, and set him down directly onto one of the biggest boulders surrounding the pond.

Take a few steps back, Bud runs at Genma at full speed. Jumping high into the air Buddy twist his body and connect his barefoot to the bridge of Genma's nose in a powerful spinning back kick. The force of the blow launched the older man back and into the pond were he turned into a panda. Buddy landed where Genma departed and spat into the pond.

"I don't know anything about a Yamasenken, you bitch." he turned to leave, but turned back quickly and said, "By the way, I just hurted ya panda man."

"Oh my. I guess Uncle Saotome will need medical attention. I'll go get the first aid."

Ranma stopped Kasumi. "Don't bother with it, Kasumi. Pops deserved what he got from the guy. Besides," he pointed out at the pond. "Ucchan gots it covered."

"How dare you treat my new friend that way, you jackass!" the chef exclaimed at she continously stomped on the unconsious panda's head.

"Ara..." Kasumi sweat-dropped.

The shirtless young man slowly took his seat again. He lifted a cup of tea to his lips and softly sipped. "I apologize for harming your friend and destroying the tranquility of your koi pond, Tendo-san. But as you can see, I was merely defending myself."

"Understandable, Arnold-san."

"Buddy or Bud is just fine, Tendo-san." he interjected.

"Buddy-san." Sound nodded. "My friend Genma was out of line, but I understand why he confronted you just previously. Ranma?"

"Oh," he looked up from his hand of cards. "Yeah um.. Pops and I noticed you used a move from our Saotome Forbidden techniques of the Yamasenken. When you moved your arms and kicked Akane in the chest is what we saw. But you didn't use ki to make the move deadly. I told the idiot it was just a fluke."

Bud shook his head. "Probably. Alot of moves can be similiar, just with different names."

Silence.

"I guess I should get dinner ready now." Kasumi stated.

Ranma and Akane's stomach chose that time to state their agreement with the oldest daughter. Buddy's joined in a few seconds later.

"Oh my! I guess I'll need to make an special dinner to celebrate our new guest's stay." Kasumi beamed happily. Cooking was fun.

Akane slowly stood up. "I'll help Kasumi."

"NO!!!"

Ranma held Akane's right hand and slowly helped her down. "I-I don't think so Akane. You just been in a rough fight today and your back is still sore, ne? You better rest for now." he smiled. 'If Akane cooks, she might kill the guy.' he thought.

"I don't think so Akane-san." Buddy held her left hand and helped her sit down. "Constant movement like kitchen work would most-likely agitate that back of yours and cause spasms of extreme pain. Trust me, on this okay?" he said as he gently rubbed Akane's upper back, feeling her relax. 'If Akane cooks, it's like committing suicide if I eat it. I'd rather be tortured again than eat her sewage.' he thought.

"I guess your right." She sighed and relaxed as her pain was rubbed away. Buddy-san was so nice to do this for her.

Both boys nodded to each other when Akane wasn't looking.

Nabiki and Soun sweat-dropped.

Ukyou face-faulted.

'How does HE know of Akane's cooking?!' they thought.

Dinner went by smoothly without any interuption or un-needed outburst for once. Kasumi really did a job on this nights meal to the glee of Ranma and their guest, Buddy. Though everyone twitched when he started to inhale his food just as fast as the younger Saotome, and possibly ate more. But that was not a problem, they were use to strange happenings around here..

Too bad Mr. Saotome was still knocked out in the koi pond.

A little afterwards, everyone desided to get to bed seeing that it was getting really late. Especially Nabiki, saying something about having things to do early in the morning. The 'young' guest made the descision of staying up late. He wouldn't be starting school until Monday, and it was only Thursday. He had a three-day weekend before that headache started.

He sat down on the patio, looking up the stars. 'Strange how pollution effects the sky. There isn't as much stars here as there were in China or over the sea.' he thought. His mind wandered over to how much his life has changed in the span of one month. From a humble truck driver, to a prisoner. Then a veritech pilot to a school boy. From his home demension, to the world of Macross, then finally the world of Ranma 1/2.

Now here he was, in the one place he had always wished was real and wanted to visit. But for some reason he didn't feel as he should. Not some stupid fan-boy that wanted to touch and look at everything, and possibly take some souveners. No; he was different than that now. All his trials up to this point has, in some way, prepared him for the insanity that is Nerima. "This sucks," he thought not knowing he actually said it outloud.

"What sucks, sugah?"

"GAH!!" He jumped back and pointed at Ukyou, waving his arm up and down. "When did you get there?! And you too Saotome?!" he shouted.

Ranma put his finger to his lips in a quiet gesture. Buddy sat down and nodded. "We saw ya thinkin' and didn't wanna bother ya, so we just sat down and said nothin' till ya notice us." he gave Ukyou a glare. "'cept Ucchan here had ta' open her gap."

The young man shrugged, putting on his shirt as the night air began to tickle his skin. It hugged his form tightly which made Ukyou stare for a moment before an elbow to the ribs stopped her.

"So what sucks, Buddy-san?" she asked.

"Ya don't have to be formal with me, Ukyou-san." he said, laying back with his legs hanging over the edge of the patio deck. "What sucks is how much of life I missed out on. I've been from the States, to Hawaii, then China and finally here to my homeland of Japan. It wasn't until I finally stepped on my native soil that I finally realized that I NEED to finish school." 'Hey! I'm not really lying this time; I really do need to learn how to read in Japanese.' he thought to himself.

"Feh! Who needs school anyway?" Ranma grumbled. "'s waste of time. All I need to know is my martial arts to fun a dojo."

"People are unwilling to learn from someone who doesn't have a college degree, Saotome-san." Bud said.

"Ranma is just fine" he corrected, smirking. "Ya' don't have to be formal with me neither."

"Ya know Ranchan, he does have a point about school." Ukyou turned to Bud. "Ya really impressed me today, ya know. First with the match, then beatin' up his jerk of a father, and all the stuff ya seem ta know about. I never met someone as intelligent as you before."

She took his big, strong hand in her's and smiled at him. "Do ya wanna be friends?"

"Who says were not friend already?" he winked, kissing her hand making her blush deep red. "I wouldn't tell anyone what I've been telling you to anyone I didn't wanna be friends with."

'Wow.. This guy is smooth.' Ranma thought.

"So Ranma, how long have you been living here?" 'As if I don't already know.' Bud asked.

"Nearly two years."

"What 'bout you Ukyou-san?"

Zzz...zzz....

Bud looked down at the okonomiyaki chef clinging to his arm while sawing logs. 'Cute' he brushed a couple strands of hair out of his eyes, admiring her beautiful visage.

"I guess this means it's getting late." Bud whispered to his housemate. "So what should we do with Kuonji-san?"

Ranma shrugged but internally, he thought of this as a great chance for his best bud to find new hope. "'spose she can stay here. Take her to your room. I trust ya enough not to do anything.. dishonorable to her." He punctuated the statement by smacking his fist into his palm.

He sweated. "Trust me. I wouldn't wanna mess with yer friends from what I heard of ya." He scooped the chef into his arms and carried her up the stairs.

"One more thing Buddy." Ranma said to him. "HOW did you know of Akane's cooking?"

"During my arrival by boat from China, I was so hungry I ate this pot that was sealed and floating out from a river." he lied, looking at the pigtailed master directly in the eye. "It said 'From Akane To Ranma'."

This made Ranma sweat. "So you found that, ne?"

"I sure did..." Bud shivered and ascended the stairs.

"Now I really respect that guy if he stomached Akane's waste."

Ranma twitched at the thought of Akane's food before heading upstairs himself.

The morning sun rose over in the east of the city of Nerima. It's rays reached over the house tops to shine into one of the many rooms of the Tendo Dojo, making a lump in a futon stir in it's sleep but not rise. The door of this room slowly slid open revealing the face of Genma Saotome, a semi-permanent guest in this house. He had a smirk on his lips, a bucket of cold water in hand and most importantly, a plan to get back at that punk for embarrassing him last night by showing him the strength of the Saotome School of Anything-Goes.

For someone of his size and weight, Genma moved without sound until reaching the bundle in the middle of the room. The new kid must of been a heavy sleeper like his son to not be awakened by his evil chuckling. Grabbing the hem of the sheets, he ripped them off of the sleeping individual and threw the bucket onto him. "I got you punk!"

"WHAT'CHA DO THAT FOR YOU JACKASS?!!"

"Huh?" He looked down at the bo---err.. Girl? "Ukyou?!"

She glared at him, wiping her bangs from her eyes. "Who else do you think it would be you fat panda?!"

"Where is the boy?" he demanded.

"Up here Fat-so."

Genma looked up and his eyes went wide as he gasped. Directly above him was Buddy clinging to the ceiling with an upset look on his face. The Saotome patriarch wasn't prepared as the scarred boy dropped down from the top, wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, and slammed the heels of his feet into Genma's nose. He hopped off the man's face and landed with a grace not truly typical for his built.

"All your's, Ukyou-chan." Bud smirked, tossing her the signature weapon of her art.

The wet and angry chef reared her spatula back like a baseball player and slammed home sending the fat martial artist crashing thru the window and into the koi pond. He floated to the surface as a panda and unconsious.

"Damn panda has no respect for the sleeping."

"Amen, Ukyou-chan. Amen."

"Just call me Ucchan, B-kun." she winked at him.

He winked back and smiled. 'B-kun.' He liked the sound of that.

That was this morning, The next morning...

The door to Buddy's room slid opened revealing a large panda usually found in the bamboo forest of China. It slowly creeped in with bucket of cold water in hand until it reached the futon on the floor with a bundle covered by a white comforter sheet. It looked around, checking if anyone was hanging from the ceiling, finding none. The panda smirked as best as one could before ripping the sheet away and splashing the buckets contents upon the individual. 'I got you now you twerp!'

"ACK!! Phhhttt---!! OYAJI!!" sputtered a wet red-head in just a pair of boxers and a tank-top that clinged to her ample bosom in more than one way.

Genma signed. [Ranma! What are you doing here?!]

"What do you think I'm doing in our room Oyaji?!! You moron."

"Get out of my room old man!!" Bud growled as he charged from around the doorway and jumped at the big panda.

"ANDUROOMAADDA KOOMETTO KIIKKU!!!" *ANDROMEDA COMET KICK!!!*

Buddy foot slammed into the man-turned-panda in his fat gut with a powerful flying kick that send him soaring out of the open window and into the koi pond below, unconsious.

"Stupid old man doesn't know when to give up." he breathed out.

Ranma sweat-dropped.

"Hey uhh.. How did I get in yer room anyway?"

Buddy sweat-dropped.

And finally, on the next morning of Sunday...

'I got him this time,' Genma smirked to himself as he casually walked into Buddy's room with a bucket of cold water. The bundle wrapped in sheets did not stir on it's position on the futon. Ranma was still sleeping in the room as he left him, and the ceiling was free of any hanging individuals. Just to be on the safe side, he checked the small closet and only found an extra futon and the boys belongings. With a growl, he ripped off the sheets and threw the water onto the person under the covers. "Got you now boy!"

"Huh?!" Genma stared down at the wet pillows with an annoyed look. Where did the boy go? He took a few steps toward the window to look outside, but his foot caught on something.

"A wire?" he mumbled. Uh oh....

Behind him, a panel opened up in the ceiling and a pole with a huge boot swung down like a pendulum, kicking the elder Saotome out through the window were he flew until he disappeared into the horizon.

Outside the window on the ground floor, Buddy was casually sweeping the yard around the koi pond. It wasn't right for him to stay and not do anything. This was a way to put in his effort and take a load off of the lovely Kasumi. He heard a scream and looked up just in time to see Genma flying off. He smirked, and starting doing the running man dance backwards in celebration.

"I win old---- ACK!!"

His foot slipped and he fell back hitting his head on a rock, knocking him out.

The time was just reaching 12 o'clock and the sun was shining down upon the city from it's peek in the sky before it's long descent into the wester horizon. Children were playing in the streets carrying water guns, shooting each other with the clear liquid of the earth. A few young couples were walking the streets making chitter-chatter and little goofy faces at each other, typical of what couples usually do.

Buddy just happened to be jogging down the street, getting a few glances from some folks before continuing with their own thing. The reason for the looks? The young jogger just happened to be wearing only a pair of recently purchased running shorts and a camo-tank top, with his black Nike's as his shoes. A large portion of his body was scene, displaying his scars which made some folks visible cringe. He ignored these looks in favor of keeping his steady foot pace along the side-walk following the canal fence.

Passing by a lady watering the street, something impacted his head knocking him over onto his ass.

"What the---?" he slowly sat up and turned his head watching a sack of.. unmentionables bounching around making a cackling sound. "Damn old--ARGHh!!" he cried as he was trampled by a posse of women wanting to deal righteous fury upon a certain underwear theif.

"....Ow!"

RING-RING!

"Oh man...!" He rolled to the side quickly as a purple-haired girl on a bike carrying take-out landed were he just occupied. She sped off ringing her bell crying out in a loud AIYAH!

"Watch where you driving that thing bitch! Sunday... BIKER!!" he bellowed shaking his fist at the departing figure.

He was suddenly splashed with water in the face.

"Do you have a fetish for throwing water on people, ma'am?" he grumbled, complaining to the old woman with the bucket and ladle in hand.

She just gave him a knowing smiled.

He sweat-dropped.

'Today was a boring day,' thought Ranma as he walked around the town aimlessly, a common sunday occurance for the past few months. Walking became one of his new ways of calm meditation. Not only did it allow him to get some fresh air to clear the mind; in most cases he would end up being found, or find, someone whom he can relieve his stress upon.

Like now, for example.

"RANMA! For what you did to Akane, PREPARE TO DIE!!"

"Hah?"

Ranma turned just in time to recieve a hard hit to the cranium by Ryoga's depleted-uranium umbrella, knocking him down. 'That smarts no matter what,' he grimaced and rolled to his feet getting into a Kung Fu dragon stance. This is just what he was looking for, a nice good fight. "What the hell are you talkin' 'bout P-chan? I ain't done nothin' to Akane!"

"Lies!" bellowed the Lost Boy, thrusting his favorite weapon like a fencer.

The pigtailed martial artist showed his friendly rival a frown, bobbing and weaving out and away from each strike. "I ain't jokin' Ryoga. I haven't hurt Akane in anyway." he flipped back ontop of a wall scaring away some birds.

"Of course you did Ranma!! She cried herself to sleep one night because she got beaten so bad that she couldn't move! Only you are vile enough to do that, you cretin! BAKUSAI TENKETSU!!"

Saotome leaped up, his hands blurring to catch the debrii from the shattered wall flying at him. He caught a final piece and lobbed it at Ryoga's head, beaning him between the eyes.

"Hey! It's not my fault the tomboy got her ass handed to her by a green fighter!" he dumped his load onto the floor and blocked a strike to the chest. He brung his foot up quickly and slammed his heel onto the lost boy's shoulder in a powerful axe kick before kicking away with his other foot.

"'sides, you of all people should know that I wouldn't do nothin' to hurt her like she was."

Hibiki rubbed his noggin, grumbling. "Then who was it..?"

"You mean you don't know?" Ranma asked incredulously.

"NO!"

"Jeez man, settle down or you're hair 'll turn grey." Ranma exclaimed, easily pushing Ryoga back down. 'Man, I swear this guy is so hung up on Akane it's not funny.'

"Anyways, the new guest was the guy that did it. Pretty strong for an unskilled fighter. Stronger and bigger than you maybe, but ya got him on speed." Ranma said, leaning up against the wall. "All around smart and nice--"

"I AM GOING TO FIND THIS GUY AND MAKE HIM PAY FOR WHAT HE DID TO AKANE!!"

Ranma sweated.

WHAM!!

"What you do that for?!" the lost boy complained, rubbing his head again.

"HOW DARE YOU THREATEN MY FRIEND IN MY PRESENCE!!!" Boot!

"Ahhhhhh!!"

RAAAAAAANMMMAA~~~!!

"Uh ho!"

"HOW DARE YOU PICK ON RYOGA IN MY PRESENCE!!" Akane raged, punting Ranma in the opposite direction of Ryoga. "Jerk!"

"TOOooommmm....------"

"----bbbboooOOOYYYY!!!!"
SPLASH!!

Ranma-chan surfaced from the koi pond and sputtered, whipping her head around to shake off the water. A koi flew out of her hair and landed in the water.

"Nice landing."

She twirled and saw Bud sitting on the patio, leaning forward with a surprised frown. She choked off laughter and smiled at him, trying to hold herself from breaking out.

"What happened to you?" asked the aquatranssexual, pointing at all the bruises in the form foot-prints on his shirt-less body.

Buddy glared at the redhead. "Just got ran over by a posse of seriously peev'ed women and some old man stealing underwear." At least he wasn't lying. "I'm not gonna ask what happened to you, that's for sure."

"Are you cold?" Bud asked suddenly.

"No, why?" Ranma asked confused.

The shirtless boy laughed. "If ya don't know, nevermind."

Ranma hopped out of the water and took off her chinese tang, wringing it out. She glanced at Bud, somewhat surprised at seeing a guy looking at her while she is in this form impassively. She shrugged it off and dried her shirt with ki before hanging it over her shoulder.

"By the way," she began, slipping off her shoes and black pants. "A friend of mine named Ryoga is gonna be lookin' for ya. He took Akane bein' hurt after the match kinda personal and doesn't know the whole story. So if I were you, I'd kinda be careful. The guy can pop outta nowhere."

"That's cool. I can handle myself real good."

She shrugged. "Don't say I didn't warn ya." she said and disappeared into the house.

Bud looked over his shoulder, not seeing Ranma. He sighed and breathed slowly for a moment.

*GAWD----DAMN!!* he exclaimed, exclaiming his excitement with his arms in a ghetto fashion.

He stood up, the HUGE buldge in his running shorts now obvious. His shorts tented out far, nearly stretching the material to it's limit.

*Are you cold?* he laughed at his own joke about the younger Saotome before walking in.

Monday finally came, signalling the beginning of another business week of dealing with unruly customers that love to complain. People that just love to complain and ruin your day to the point were you want to shoot them if you legally could. Unfortunately you cannot. This Monday was different from the previous Monday, because today was the first day of the new school semester. This was not just any semester. No, these next four months were a final step for students to proceed to the next level of advancement or in the case of the senior students; Graduate and move onto college.

Graduating was not on the mind for one particular new student of Furikan High, but learning to read and write in the language of his "native" country would be a great experience. That's why Buddy is currently sitting down at a desk in the office section of the schools first floor with a cute-looking secretary assisting him with the placement examination. Some would say it was strange for the school staff helping a student with test to help them along, but Buddy IS a special case. Because of his reading deficiency, Buddy was unable to take the school exam; period. This was confirmed by Akane Tendo, whom escorted the new enrollee to the office just a few minutes ago. So far, Buddy was very insistant that he take the test and was even close to begging. Luckily for him, the principal intervene.

Principal Kuno, to Buddy, was actually a nice guy. He even offered to give Buddy a much needed haircut, timming his hair down to a military buzz-cut much to Bud's delight. Talking with the Senior Kuno and lying to him saying he was a Japanese-Hawaiian surfer from the states that surfs the Banzai Pipeline on the Northern shore of Oahu and he has the scars to prove it, was all he really needed to say. Hence, his current location.

"Done." Buddy stated, handing his bubble-sheet and booklet to the secretary.

"Hah? Already?" she gapped, her mouth handing open.

"You ever had calbasa?" he asked, smirking.

"No." She glared at him. "You finished quickly. I would of never of suspected that a someone whom couldn't read or write be able to finish at the rate you have."

"Just because someone cannot read or write doesn't make them idiots, ma'am." he deadpanned. What he said was a true fact, also.

After a few minutes of waiting and inputing his answers, they finally got results. She gasped at his results then handed him the print-out.

"Looks like I wouldn't be needin' any math." Bud smirked and crumpled up the paper.

She printed out a form and handed it to him. "Here is your class schedule. Your first class started.." she looked at a clock. 15 minutes after 8:30. "...fifteen-minutes ago. Follow me and I'll show you."

"Freshman level Japanese?"

"Yup." she chirped.

"Fun."

Classes went by slowly. Too slowly, especially for one certain pigtailed youth. It was times like these that he wished he was on the road again seeing sites that look interesting to visit instead of reading it from a book. Though history was one of his favorite subjects, he learned more visiting the back-water towns across the nation than what Mr. Wantanabe seemed to be drawling over in a somewhat monotonous voice similiar to that Ben Stien fellow in America. He was not really paying attention to him anyway seeing as he would be leaving in 5 minutes to bore his next class period, which was good and bad. Good; because he was leaving. Bad; because that means the school disicplinarian and his English instructor Hinomiya Hinako, the ki-vampire, would be showing up and blah blah about some blah blah in a language he didn't really wish to learn. Ranma knew many languages due to his travels with his idiot of a father. Unlike the elder Saotome, Ranma took in the languages as a means of survival as they moved around from place to place, though he did it in secret as Genma would of punished him for showing any type of scholastic interest which would immediately dub him as a nerd. That's what late night cramming was for.

Ranma knew the many forms of chinese dialect such as Yue/Cantonese, Wu, Min, Mandarin, Huainan/Jianghuai, and Xiang. He also knew enough tagalog, the language of the Philipines, to get around when he was learning the basic forms of Kali otherwise known as Filipino Stick fighting as a way to counter a weapons user of that type. But why did he have to learn English anyway? Though he was doing really good from his point of view in reading and writing the language, his verbal skill was very lacking in the english department. He was not gonna visit the States anytime soon, or at all. There was not really any challenge according to his newly acquired friend and house mate Buddy. Most martial artist that did exist in the States, with the exception of Chuck Norris whom was a GrandMaster of Tae Kwon Do and film star Jackie Chan who is a master of many styles of fighting, thought that a black belt was all there is into attaining the peak of martial greatness.

Do they not realize that a 4th Degree Black belt is just completion of the basics?

The sound of a bell brought him out of his reverie and he sighed in delight. Ten minutes before Ms. Hinako showed up which ment ten glorious moments of undisturbed sleep before his headache enduced sleep began. He didn't really dislike Ms. Hinako, it was just her form that perturbed him. Unlike everyone else he knew that Ms. Hinomiya Hinako was actually a highly intelligent 21 year old with an IQ of 180 stuck in the body of a 12 year old, which he found out one time in detention when she started a conversation about school with him that eventually lead to a friendly personal level. Forturnately for both, it didn't in any way get THAT friendly or personal.

'Speaking of which, here she comes now,' he thought watching the bubbly girl hop up onto a stool making her taller than the podium. She motioned to someone at the door. Ranma's jaw dropped.

"Good morning everyone! Hi! Before I start class I wanna introduce a new student of ours that will make this class extra cool!" she chirped. "Would you please introduce yourself?"

Buddy calmly walked in with a confident smirk and stood calm in front of the class. Many of the class gasped at his size and thought of his as a gaijin or foreigner. But he did look Japanese so could he be a sumo wrestler? But that was impossible since he did not have that characteristic look which was stereo-typical of sumo; big, fat and no neck. Bud noticed that he was in the same class as Akane, Ranma and Ukyou. His new friend Ukyou was waving at him from the back of the class in her boys uniform, while Ranma gave him a simple hand gesture fo greeting. Akane looked at him indifferently, thought showed no signs of dislike or care. Thought she did sport a few bruises along her arms from the training Soun has been putting her through all weekend and for the next couple months.

He decided to speak before he made himself look stupid. Wait, stupid sounds fun!

"My name is Gai!" he exclaimed clenching his first and pointing his thumb at himself in a dramatic fashion, grinning at the class. "Daigoji Gai. But you may call me Gai."

"But it says here your name is Buddy Arnold." Child-Hinako deadpanned, somewhat showing her annoyance and true mind.

Buddy waved that off and continued to horse around. "That's just a silly name my mother gave me. Daigouji Gai is the name of my soul!" he stood heroic-like with his first on his hips. "Evil Jovians fear my wrath!! Hahahahaha!" he bellowed making most of the class laugh at the guy, familiar with the Nadesico series of anime.

"But seriously, my name is Arnold Buddy. I've just recently returned to my homeland of Japan after travelling the pacific rim from my families home in Los Angeles, California to China, and finally here in Japan. It is an honor to be apart of this class, though very late in the school year."

"Thank you Mr. Arnold," began the young teacher before switching languages. *Since you are already adverse in English I recommend that you sit next to Ms. Kuonji behind Mr. Saotome and help them both in understanding.* They need all the help they can get, she thought not daring to say that out loud.

*No prob Teach'!* He casually walked to the back of the class and took his seat, much to the delight of Ukyou. She didn't know what Ms. Hinako said to him but she did hear Ranchan and her own name. She leaned over and whispered quietly to him.

"What did she say to you about me?"

He leaned over and whispered back. "She said your english sucks so she wants me to help. You cool with that, Ucchan?"

"Not a problem with me, sugah."

As the class went on, she noticed something that nearly made her face-fault in her seat.

Ranchan and B-kun both fell asleep at the same time.

"...." she didn't have anything to say about that.

Across the room, Akane groaned to herself, thinking that all 3 of them are idiots.

Lunchtime at Furinkan was a godsend to the school's student population. Forty-five minutes of free time to goof around and do other silly thing that highschool students do. This was also the time to make profit for Nabiki Tendo. Since Ranma's arrival almost two years ago she has been running betting pools to see whom of any of his friends or rivals would pop-up during lunch time, with the exception of Principal Kuno and his son Tatewaki, and attack or attempt to feed the young martial arts master. As of late, no one but the Kendo captain has been attacking him leaving a select few who did bet on nothing happenening to actually win a very large sum of money. Nabiki didn't like losing that much money. So for today she allowed her flunkies to handle the betting and get down to some serious business involving a certain guest at her house.

"Ne, Kuno-chan," she said mockingly, approaching the self-proclaimed Blue Thunder. "I have some interesting information about Akane that you might wish to hear."

Said person looked down upon the shorter female and smirking arrogantly. "And what information that you have that I, the Blue Thunder Kuno Tatewaki, would find fascinating to the ears of my noble greatness?"

'That didn't make sense.' "Oh nothing really important except that my sister, one of your love interest, was in a match during the break and - how should I say it? - was beaten. Beaten very very badly." she exaggerated slightly. She wanted Kuno to be mad, very mad and take it all out on her target.

"What?! Thou tell lies Tendo Nabiki!"

Nabiki smirked evily. This was exactly what he wanted. "I do not lie about my family Kuno-chan. But the guy is too strong for me to do anything with my meager skill, and it seems he's also friends with Ranma."

Kuno looked ready to blow. *NANI?!* "Someone has allied with the vile sorcerer Ranma Saotome in a diabolical plot to ravage the beautatious tigress Akane Tendo and my fiery pigtailed goddess?!" he bellowed. "This I shall not allow!"

He grabbed Nabiki and shook her by the shoulders. "Tell me wench! Whom of this person that allies with evil and dares injure your beloved younger sibling whom I dedicate my true love? Whom of this vile miscreant so I shalt vanquish him from the face of this beautiful city we call Nerima?! For I am the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High!"

Lightning strikes in the background.

Nabiki sweated. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. 'Oh well..'

"5,000 yen."

"DEAL!"

"This is a picture of your target. I would also like to point out he lives with us now, so becareful."

Kuno frowned. It was the kind gentlemen that arrived in Nabiki and his class this morning during second class. This boy shall not go unpunished. "I shall make haste!"

He took off leaving Nabiki standing there with a frown.

"Maybe I was right," she mumbled to herself. "Maybe this wasn't a good idea..."

On the otherside of the school by the soccer field a small crowd was forming around a set of horizontal elevated excercise bars. The bars have been at Furinkan since the schools establishment many years ago. The actual site was of the new kid doing pull-up excercises without a shirt. Buddy was not really hungry, being that he ate his lunch earlier in Ms. Hinako's English class, which had had to admit was really boring. Not knowning anyone except the two Tendo sisters, Ranma and his home-girl Ucchan, he didn't really want to socialize that much or attract any unwanted attention. So why was he doing pull-ups without a shirt? His body, though deformed by scars, had a very well defined muscle structure similiar to Brock Lesnar from the American WWE show called SmackDown. Obviously that would attract women, and the men would soon follow with glares of hate of jealousy. Buddy didn't really give a rats ass what they thought anyway. It was a hot day and with all the sweat he would put out he didn't want to put excercise stank on his nice white shirt.

He ignored the comments, gasp and occassional dreamy sighs of the small crowd as if he didn't really hear them and concentrated on his pull-ups. His muscles rippled with each rep as he reached his hundredth rep and continues on. His eyes were closed and his faced seemed like he was in a meditative state. Around 15 minutes later he dropped down and landed perfectly on the hard concrete after reaching his 250th repetition. He opened his eyes, wiping sweat from his brow then was suddenly bombarded with applause and cat-whistles.

"GAH!" He jumped back and pointed his finger at the crow waving his arm around. "WHEN DID YOU ALL GET HERE?!" he sweated. Buddy never really paid attention to his surroundings when he was working out.

Buddy didn't get a good reply over the many voices in thr crowd so he just shrugged it off. Picking up his small back-pack and shirt he just walked off trying to ignore the femenine sighs and male grumbles.

He ran quickly when he heard a guy call him sexy.

Turning a corner, he put himself up against a building wall and breathed heavily. He wasn't homophobic, but he hated it when gay or bisexual men came on him. It gave him a shiver up his spine and a reminder of all the fags in that Macross World prison he had to beat up to stay off of him. He shook that bad memory away and shrugged on his pack with his shirt over a shoulder and walked towards where he thought Ukyou was. He didn't get very far as a voiced called for him.

"Hold cretin."

Bud froze in mid-step before slowling planting his booted foot back on the ground. His head turned slowly to look over his left shoulder to see the person addressing him, seeing as he is the only person in this part of the school.

"May I help you?" he asked slowly.

The person was in a relaxed position holding a wooden bokken and wearing a kendo outfit consisting of a black hakima and dark blue gi. The young man was fairly tall, a bit taller than Buddy but not that tall.

"Perchance you may," the man said in an arrogant, snobbish voice. "I am currently seeking a certain individual of whom I believe is an ally of an evil sorcerer by the name of Saotome Ranma." he pulled out a polaroid picture and tosses it to Buddy. "This man is a treacherous being whom has terrorized my beloved Tendo Akane in an atrocious manner that I cannot discuss in words. I am seeking him so I can smite him from this existance with mine holy blade, so I shalt be one step closer to my divine mission of vanquishing the vile sorcerer Saotome to free my pigtailed goddess and the beautatious tigress Tendo Akane."

Buddy looked at the picture turning it this way and that way. He looked closer with a smile before tossing it back. "This nude picture of Akane shaving her pussy is very intriguing."

"Give that back! I ment this one!!"

Buddy crumpled the picture and stared at the slightly taller guy. "What's it to ya if I did do that to Akane?" he asked carefully, not wanting to fight yet.

He raised the bokken from his side and pointed it at Buddy accusingly, a cold look on his visage. "Thou hast taken the path of treachery and allied thineself with a creature of black magic. For thou crime of defiling Tendo Akane with ye must be delt with by mine righteous blade!" He frowned and lowered his weapon. "But tis is not correct if thou not known my name before I remove your presents? That I shall give!"

Buddy rolled his eyes.

"I am from Senior group 2E and captain of the Furinkan kendo club! The new rising star in the kenjutsu world and reigning champion of the Tokyo Invitational Kendo tournament. The sound of my name strikes fear into the hearts of my peers and enemies, for I am the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High!!" His bokken was raised in the air as he posed, lightning striking in the background. "Kuno Tatewaki, age 18."

Buddy sweat-dropped. "Nice special effects, Kuno." he deadpanned.

"You shall refer to me as Sempai." he demanded.

Buddy waved him off. "No thanks." he turned and started walking away.

"Hold fiend!" Kuno saw him move into a run and followed. "The wrath of heaven is slow but sure!"

"Lemme' 'lone man!"

"Die!"

On the otherside of campus Ranma and Ukyou were sitting under one of the trees in the quad area. The young chef had her portable grill out and was selling her families specialty to the student body, while Ranma was inhaling his pre-made lunch courtousy of one Kasumi Tendo. For Ukyou, business was at it's usual pace with the majority of those that had the access of currency to purchase the food of the okonamiyaki goddess instead of the schools cafeteria or some droll meal prepared by their parents. Yes; to her fellow students, Okonamiyaki was a godsend inside this school of crazyness.

Ukyou felt energetic today which was displayed in her mastery of the spatula. With adept flicks of her wrist she juggled the japanese pancakes/pizza with ease using her utensils and placing them onto paper plates before handing them to her customers. A soft rumble to her left alerted her of someone in need of nourishment. In a display of eye coordination and dexterity, she flipped one of her finished items up high, turning her spatula around to catch and balance the pancake at it's center. At the same time she used her other utensil spin the item quickly before pushing it into the air and hitting it to her right to land perfectly into the middle of Ranma's bento. She stood and bowed to the applause.

"Thank you, thank you." She smiled and continued to serve.

The pigtailed martial artist wolfed down his most favorite dish with a loud gulp, swallowing the whole thing without a bite. He thanked her with a full mouth and smiled.

"No problem sugah. I coulda heard that stomach of yours from a couple blocks away." she waved her spatula at him mockingly. "Ya should ask Kasumi to make ya a bigger lunch, 'cause with the way you eat ya might cut into my profits, Ranchan."

He blushed. "Sorry Ucchan."

"That's okay Ranchan! You can always eat for free." she handed him another one with a special design saying 'I luv Ranchan' on it using sauce.

He seemed like he didn't notice and scarfed that down quickly.

"Prepare to die avatar of evil!"

Ranma rolled his eyes in bordom and got to his feet. He moved into a relaxed stance with his hands in his pockets and waited for the inevetable attack from Kuno.

It never came.

"Huh?" he looked around in confusion.

"Hey! The new kid is fighting Capt. Kuno! Ukyou, let me get 5 specials! I don't wanna miss that fight! The new guy is gonna get creamed!" one of the school freshman, a kendo club member, dropped down a large bill and took his food without getting his change.

Ukyou looked around and just shoved the 10,000 yen bill in her pocket, smirking.

"Wait a minute!" she distributed the rest of her source of profit before packing up and shoving everything into some hyper-space pocket that everyone seemed to have. "B-kun fighting Kuno?! Oh no!" she took off after the kendo club member.

"Yo, Ucchan wait up!" Ranma shouted, but stopped seeing Bud trying to dodge and get away from the Blue Thunder.

Buddy had some new welts on his arms from direct hits, adding to the scars alerady on his body. He seemed to be running away from the kendoist, yelling at him to stop and leave him alone. But it seems like Kuno wasn't paying attention, shouting about destroying one of the vile Saotome's henchmen. Ranma started to get really pissed off and moved to stop the moron from further hurting his friend, but was stopped by a gentle hand on his shoulder.

Ukyou watched at Bud tried to escape Kuno and spoke softly. "Let him be Ranchan. He doesn't like anyone to interfere in his battles."

"But--!"

"But nothing! He told me he hates people butting in on his fights." she whispered. "He handles things way differently than us true martial artist, honey. And he tries mostly to diffuse a situation without him having to hurt anyone."

"I see..." Ranma said and concentrate on the one-sided fight.

"Get off me man! I didn't do shit!" Bud shouted as turned and block a strike with his forearm before hopping away.

But Kuno didn't listen nor did he care for what Bud did or didn't do. In his mind this welp was just an ally of the sorcerer Saotome. "Thou hast delayed the vengence of heaven vile miscreant! Allow the Blue Thunder to release thy binding to Saotome Ranma and free my tigress and fiery goddess! KIYAAHH!" he swung in a left to right horizontal slash catching Bud in the chest. He cried out as he flew back and skidded across the hard, unrelenting concrete turf to roll and stop 100ft away.

"Bud!" "B-kun!" "BUDDY!"

Ukyou and Ranma looked at Akane.

"Where did you come from?" Ukyou asked, eying her ex-rival.

The youngest Tendo shrugged. "I just heard fighting and Kuno so I though this idiot was getting into another fight."

Ranma sweated.

*Oh you son of a---* The new student slowly picked himself up. He rubbed his chest and winced visibly. Looking down at his hand he saw blood and his eyes went wide. His looked down at his chest and saw the thin papercut-like opening which traveled across his skin from nipple to nipple, a wound that would not heal correctly and turn into a scar. His eyes turned to his attacker with a look of pain. Buddy stood up, throwing down his white shirt and shrugging off his school bag and got into a ready stance with his hands on his knees.

"Bitch, you wanna fight. Come on because YOU'RE NEXT!!"

The younger Kuno charged with his bokken raised in the air in preparation for his powerful overhead slash, strong enough to cut through a 12inch thick concrete wall. Bud charges also in a full run his eyes locking onto Kuno's. When they near, the kendoist brings his wooden weapon down in an attack to split Bud's skull, but he reads Kuno's intensions perfectly.

Ducking low, Kuno completely missed the shirtless man but was suddenly folded over as his opponents shoulder rose and slammed into his gut in a football tackle or spear maneuver. Buddy jumped off the downed man and growled loudly before dropping back down and drilling his big fist into Kuno's head repeatedly. He slammed the guys head into the ground on his last punch before standing and dusting himself off. He rubbed his knuckles gently. Kuno's head was as hard as a rock from all the beating's the guy has taken. He'll give him that much credit.

"I... fight on..!" the Blue Thunder quickly rose sporting a new black eye on his countenance. He quickly swung his sword hitting Bud on the lower back making the scarred boy cry out in pain, falling to his knees. Buddy slowly go to his feet but felt another hard strike to his back and the audible sound of wood breaking. Tatewaki quickly threw away his broken weapon before reaching into the front of his pants and pulling out another bokken, one that has never been used yet. (Not that 'bokken' you fucking perverts.)

Slowly staggering to his feet, Bud turned and looked at Kuno and brought up his fist in a boxers stance similiar to that of Mike Tyson. Moving forward, he shrugged off a painful blow to his upper arm that left a welt and another that smacked him on the knee. Bringing up an arm he blocked a strike that would of clearly decapitated his head and threw his own attack. His fist connected with Kuno's jaw in a powerful haymaker that drove the kendoist back a few feet.

Bud smirked at him. "That hurts, yah?" He didn't reply. This battle was far more than words now. Capt. Kuno lunged in a powerful up/right to down/left diagnal slash, but Buddy sidestepped.

Grabbing Kuno's wrist, he dislodged the practice weapon and threw it away. Man handling his opponent easily, he pulled Kuno to his body and ducked down lifting him over and across his shoulders behind his head in a firemans carry. Staggering to the left trying to keep balance, he twisted his body to the right keeping his hands on Kuno's knees and around his head. With a burst of strength he twisted the other way, lifting Kuno over his head and dropped him as he turned and fell backwards in a powerful F-5 finishing move that smashed Kuno's whole body into the concrete. Buddy stood and taunted Kuno's unconsious body, flipping the guy off with the bird and calling him obscene names and comments.

"Hey!" Bud shouts at the crowd. "He's knocked out and who ever wants a free shot... get it now!"

"Did you hear that?!" "Kuno's knocked out?!" "Free shots?" "Let's do it!" "Get that sucka!" "Oh my god! He got F-5'ed." "Pay back time!" "I'm gonna stop a mud-hole in his ass." "GET HIM!"

A dust cloud formed as many male and female students stomped the shit out of the downed Blue Blunder.

He felt really good about himself. He didn't know why Kuno attacked but whatever the reason was it was better than being in boring class all day. Sad to say, he wouldn't like being attacked on a constant basis by anyone, so he needed to find a way to disfuse that situation with that deranged kendoist before things escalate out of proportion. Whatever reason Kuno attacked him did not give that man the right to draw blood in the way he did, an act which places Kuno onto Bud's list of guys to hate. But he would deal with that later.

Moving along, he came up to Ranma and Ukyou and gave them a brief smile before falling to his knees, coughing and clutching the cut on his chest. He nearly forgot that he was wounded, courteousy of being in an adrenaline high. His whole body ached, especially his arms where brusing was starting to form. "Looks.. like I win -cough-.. again.." he weezed out.

"B-kun!" The young chef got down and placed his arm around her shoulder for support. "Come on sugah, I'll take ya to the nurses office." she tried to lift him up with no luck. "Ngh! Damn your heavy!" Ranma got to Bud's other arm and helped lift him up. "Thank's Ranchan, we better hurry. It's bleeding alot."

Akane watched them run off. She felt sorry for Kuno, yet happy that he got his ass handed to him the way he did. But seeing the fight made her think.

Was Bud going all out against her when they fought?

Picking up Bud's items, she decided she would ask him when they both had the time.

They rest of the day seemed to fly by quickly. After getting treated for his cut, Buddy continued on to his next class, which was physical education, sporting a bandage wrapped around his chest to cover the cut that he recieved from his fight, no thanks to one Tatewaki Kuno. According to the school nurse it would heal but like all his other wounds, they would leave a nasty scar. It was just another page in Bud's book of many injuries that he's attained over the past 2 months. Physical Ed went by like a breeze and that was his reminder that school was over for him, so he departed the halls of Furinkan and headed to his temporary home to wait until the next day. Unfortunately for everyone else it wasn't the end of the day for them, still having another 2 more classes before school traditionally ends for the day. In his class Ranma grumbled how lucky Buddy must be to leave school early, but he didn't think of how or why he could leave at this time. He just thought him as lucky.

Besides that the day continued on without interuptions up onto the night. Once again Kasumi dished out another of her wonderful family meals much to the delight of two Saotomes and one Buddy Arnold. Occassionally Bud found food missing from his plate, which earned a certain panda a dreadful glare promising pain if he dared try again. But he couldn't hate the man so he dismissed it immediately since he would do the same thing anyway if he was always hungry or had that kind of appetite, which he has. As the day came to a close and people started heading to sleep, the middle daughter Nabiki was staying up late balancing the books for the Tendo dojo such as calculating cost of utilities, food and checking their budget. This was her world, the world of money and financing. Business was her forte and accounting just happened to be one of the subsidaries of a business degree in college. What way to show your skill with money then have nearly 6 years of experience balancing your family books?

A knock on her door caught her attention and she asked for the person to come in, which she regretted instantly. Closing the door behind him, Bud approached the girl with his hands in his pockets looking around her room non-chalantly. He looked at her with a calm, expressionless look that not even she could read which worried her to no end. Did he find out it was her that set up Kuno to attack him?

"Say Nabiki.." he started in a cool voice, not watching to agitate her as he could tell she seems a little nervous. "I was talking to your father earlier and he told me a few things that I questioned him about."

Nabiki moved off her chair and gestured him to sit down while she took a comfy position on her bed, laying back against her pillows with her hands behind her head. A position that showed off her tasty parts while in her cut-off shorts and loose t-shirt, particularly her perky breasts and her long, deliciously long, smooth legs. She smirked at Bud, but that looked died at seeing his face of amusement.

"Yes Nabiki, you look beautiful but I ain't interested." he playfully slapped her thigh making her jump and glare at him. "Thanks for the offer but I didn't come here for that, nor is it a profession that suits you."

"Then why are you here?" she asked suspiciously.

Bud leaned back and crosses his arms in thought before answering. His looked her in the eye, seeing her paying attention so he began, "I asked your dad how the dojo stays up because I never seen any students nor have I seen him leave for a full-time job. I've also never seen Kasumi, Mr. Saotome or yourself leave for jobs, not including the betting pools I've seen you handle a couple times but that's another story. So what's the deal?"

She sighed and closed her eyes. "Daddy hasn't had students since our mother died and hasn't been able to get a job, or refused to I think. So that left me to handle the books while Kasumi tended house and Akane as heir to the dojo. I guess you can say that he hasn't had the will to teach since our mothers passing and has been grieving ever since."

"That sucks ass," he mumbled before starting up again. "What of Mr. Saotome?"

"The fat fuck doesn't do shit around here to help, though Ms. Saotome occassionaly stops by and helps us when we need it. She even asked her husband to have him and Ranma live with her, but he stead-fastly refused."

"So their basically free-loading?"

Nabiki closed her eyes, a frown on her face. "Daddy says they are family guest, but.. You can say that." She felt a small weight drop between her breasts making her flinch and open her eyes. Opening opening they bugged out seeing the wad of bills resting between the twin orbs of cloth covered flesh. "W-w-why?!" she stutted, grabbing the bills and counting them. These were large bills!

"That's approximately 80,000 yen, estimated to be around $650 United States dollars." he stood and walked to the door while continuing. "You'll be getting the same amount next month on this same day."

Nabiki was stupified as he looked at his back. Why was he doing this? Giving her money out of nowhere? "Why?"

He opened the door to her room to exit but paused before he did so. He didn't look back as her to see her astonished look, he just simply replied, "By your school and family honor, I am free to stay here until the school term is over."

"I don't free-load off of anyone, that's part of my own code."

With that he left her room closing the door leaving Nabiki in tears. But these were not tears of sadness, these were tears of joy and thanks to the young man whom she thought was just some thug that beat up her sister to get a free room and food. Now the act of having Kuno attack Bud really effected her, making her feel like a complete asshole.

"Oh and one more thing, Nabiki." Bud popped his head back in startling the girl.

"What?" she said, trying to hide her tears and compose herself.

He looked at her carefully, and gave her a sad smile before closing the door. "I forgive you."

Nabiki cried herself to sleep that night.

"Buddy?"

Just as he closed the door to Nabiki's room he turned his head to the right seeing Akane dressed for sleep with a small black piglet wearing a yellow spotted bandanna in her arms being snuggled to her bosom. He gave the pig a harsh glare in which Akane thought was directed at her making the black-haired girl step back. Bud waved it off and apologized, explaining that he thought he'd seen the pig somewhere before.

"What's up Akane-san?" he asked, leaning against the door.

"Ano..." she looked down and shuffled her feet a little.

He smirked at her deciding to answer her unspoken words. "Let me guess; you want to have sex with me." He nodded sage-like as if he actually got it right.

"WHO WOULD WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU?!!"

"Shhh! Geez, you'll wake the dead with a voice like that. I'm just joking."

"Some joke.." she grumbled. "I was wonder- umm..- I saw the fight with Kuno and--"

"Don't remind me." he drawled out.

"Can I finish here?!"

"Ma, ma.. You sure demand alot."

"Jerk." She glared at him. "I saw the fight and I noticed how easily you took him out. Why didn't you do the same thing in our fight? Were you holding back?" 'If you say yes I'm gonna cream you.'

He turned and motioned her to follow him, and she did though a bit curious to why he didn't answer her yet. The little walk led to the window of the second floor at the end of the hall, just outside of Bud's own room. The window gave a clear view of side of the house along with an unabstructed view of the Tokyo skyline, dotted with a few stars but would be more if it wasn't for the smog in the air. The moon was out in full view, shining it's luminescent beams to lay light in intricate places amongst the dark streets, aiding the artificial light of street lamps. He stared out at the moon, a soft sigh escaping his lips.

"No, I didn't hold back. And the reason I couldn't take you out so easily was because you didn't give me the chance. You were on me like white on rice throughout the whole match up until I started getting my grappling moves in. Kuno; he's just a moron that thinks that I don't know how to fight. He left himself wide open for that spear, just like most Kendoist would when they charge at someone with an overhead attack. So basically, I didn't hold back against you."

"It wouldn't be right." he finished.

She patted him on the shoulder and said thanks, smiling at him for admitting what she wanted to hear. The black piglet gave an angry squeel for her touching him but she chidded the porker and kisses his nose, much to Bud's amusement and dislike. But that wasn't his problem.

A yawn was his signal to hit the sack, so he did. Why was a sack of rice in the hallway anyway?

Not wanting to questions Kasumi's storage habits, he entered his room to sleep until the next day.

No one noticed the sack sprouting arms and holding the area it was hit as if in severe pain. It jumped out of the window with a cry and limped away, spitting blood somehow.

Darkness. That was what he was surrounded by. An endless plain of shadow that shrouded any light that attempted to illuminate anywhere past the circle of light he stood within, waiting as usually. Why did he have to wait? He did not know why, but knew it was something he always did. Wait. Hours seemed to pass like minutes; minutes like second; and seconds seem to be just as common as a simple blink of an eye. Just waiting for something, or someone in particular. If there was one thing he hated, was to wait especially in his own dreams. Tonight he was having one of those re-occuring dreams specially the one on one talks with his girl half, something he actually enjoyed because he could tell her things that really bothered him. Though she already knew it, it felt better to actually get it off his chest.

Out in the pitch black another light suddenly appeared, shining down onto a certain spot like a stage light illuminating the main star of the attraction. Standing in this light was a young girl, looking like a fifteen year old female version of himself with a long mane of red hair that was tied into a long pony tail the stretched to her mid-back. She wore the same black slippers as himself and a pair of black, loose-fitting pants tied at the ankles and at the waist. She also had on the same red chinese tang, but unlike him it didn't stretch out across the chest due of a pair of very round, femanine breasts that seemed very large for a girl of her age.

In other words it was Ranma's cursed form, though she did have this evil aura about her. Not to mention she was smirking in an oh-so sinister way.

One thing about this entity was that the form she has taken is not her true form nor did she have a choice in the matter. When they first met in this dream world she looked like more mature woman with pale skin and err... smaller breasts. She was also fairly taller and wore tan/white dress with black trimming in the middle over a burgondey body suit. But slowly as days went by, she fought the transformation from her natural form until she gave in to the inevetible which was her current form, though she did keep the dress until now.

"Hey, what happened to your other outfit?" he asked. This was certainly a surprise. Usually she would be wearing one of her, as she called it, Gebler officers uniform with her hair un-done and flowing freely. He didn't mind though, they both looked good in his clothes anyway.

She walts towards him swaying her hips seductively, but as usual he was to dense to notice the way she walked making pout. The spot-light followed her movements until merging with the light he was under. A pair of stools materialized next to both individuals and as if on automatic they sat down and looked at each other.

She ran her hand thru her hair, feeling the soft locks of her new style that was similiar to Ranma's. "I decided to try something new. What's it do you?"

"Jus' wondering is all."

"So what are you going to do, Saotome?"

"About what?"

"That fiancee of yours." he could hear the acid dripping from her voice at the mention of fiancee. He knew exactly whom she was speaking of.

"I'm taking her to the Junior prom that's comming up in a couple months."

"You still care for that bitch? That same little girl that kicks you into low earth orbit for assuming you did what you were not doing? The same whore that consistantly plants a mallet onto your cranium for little atrocities even after you've saved her life on more than enough occasions to count? You are a fucking asshole."

"I mostly deserved what I got.."

"No you didn't!" she growled at him before settling down. "We already discussed this and I am not up to hearing your lame excuses about the matter at hand so I'll be the smart one, which I already am, and pick another topic."

She looked him straight in the eyes.

"Buddy."

"What about him?"

"He has a big cock."

Ranma picked himself up off the floor and bellowed, "WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?!"

"It was obvious the otherday when you landed in that quaint little koi pond. He was looking directly at these." She played with her very large bosom. "And when he asked if you were cold he refered to this." She gasped as he pinched and pulled on her nipples through her shirt, much to Ranma's annoyance. She does this all the time.

"I'm not touchin' this one," He sighed. "He's a nice guy and seems to knows alot 'bout everythin'. Ucchan seems ta like him though an'I think she might like'im in THAT way."

"So it seems." she said, crossing her legs and leaning forward a bit. "You know Saotome, one of these days I will get loose and I will do as I wish to your little 'Akane-chan'." she spat. "The bitch will feel my wrath for tormenting you for these past 2 years."

"Are you babbling about that bullshit again?"

"Bullshit?! I will make her suffer when I get loose, along with the lying, dishonorable, distrustful, anti-compass of a pig you call a friend!" she laughed maniacally, her eyes turning red with anger at her statement. "For I know the truth you do not seem to see!"

She will suffer.

"Shut up."

I will destroy her mind and body

"Shut up!"

"When you see the truth, you will call and embrace my essence just as you embraced the power to destroy the Pheonix King. Remember this Saotome and do not omit that no matter where you flee or endeavor to shelter yourself--"

"Shut up!"

Id will always be right behind you.

For I am you.

I am you.

"SHUT UP!"

I am you!!

I AM YOU!

Her sinister laugh echoed as she disappeared into the dark recesses of his subconsious mind.

In the land of the living, Ranma tossed and turned in his sleep, sweat covering his body. His lips move, mouthing the words 'shut up' without any sound.

Days turned into weeks and added up to about a month as things started to to get into a routine for everyone. Mornings tended to be typical with the two Saotome men sparring over the koi until one of which would end up taking a second morning bath in the somewhat shallow waters and the elder daughter Kasumi serving a meal of rice, egg, and a type of light meat. Not everyone was present for these delicious meals, in particular a certain guy going by the name of Buddy. Waking up before everyone else at 5:00am in the morning, he fixes himself a healthy lunch of his own before starting up into a long job that takes him around nearly around the whole city. His route always started along the canal up until he reaches a crossroad where he either goes by the school or by Dr. R. Ikagi's medical practition, Dr. Ono Tofu's old place, each way always ended up at the market district on the other side of town.

He would always arrive at 5:55am on the dot everyday just as Ukyou unlocks her doors to put up her curtain/sign to signal the beginning of another business day for Ucchan's Okonamiyaki. The young business owner/chef immediately would brighten up and escort him in to be her first customer and serve him a special okonomiyaki with an intricate design as a topping, and like Ranma he inhaled the food item quickly as if he didn't see the english stylus writing of 'Ucchan + B-kun' or similiar meanings of the such. Or did he? Afterwards, Buddy would head upstairs to the second floor, which was were Ucchan lived, and bathe in her handy shower stall. It wouldn't be good to go to school smelling like run-sweat stank or okonomiyaki, would it? When everything was said and done around 7:45am a male kunoichi (gag!) by the name of Konatsu Kenzan would appear out of nowhere, though Bud thought he came out of the attic, dressed in a very FEMANINE blue and white kimono. She-- Er.. He--.. Err.. SHIM would take over the resturant for Ukyou as the chef headed off with Buddy to school. Everytime Bud turned his back to Kenzan he could of swore he felt shim glaring at his back.

Today was going to be different in school for a special reason which involved Bud, Ranma, Nabiki, Kuno and one of those thin wooden tables with the collapsable legs. The other night at the house, Bud approached Ranma with a hilarious way of embarrassing Kuno which interested Ranma greatly since he hasn't done so in a while. A couple of explainations of the plan and Saotome was all for it. Making a stop by the middle daughters room he proposed the idea to her along with handing over this months wad of cash he promised he said he would deliever. She laughed at him about the practical joke and said she would comply. That was good.

So two days later, it was the beginning of lunch time and both Bud and Ranma looked at each other and nodded.

"Ranma."

"Bud."

Said person looked at his watch just as the bell rang that signalled the students 45 minutes of freedom before more boring school work. "Half of the class is gone as predicted and now we have exactly 15 minutes before Nabiki drops the bait. Ready?" he nodded. "Go!"

Both boys were in a hurry as they moved desk away from the front of the class to form a large space big enough to place two tables. Some desk became clustered in three's or four's near by with certain chairs having easy access to get to the table and classroom door.

10 minutes.

Picking up a table from the back of the class, they moved it to the front and extended the legs making sure they are locked and secure. Next the boys places it in the center, the long lenth of the wooden furniture parrallel with the wall and centered to the door.

5 minutes.

"Hey, what's going on?" Akane asked sitting at the cluster of desk with Ranma, while Ukyou sat at the cluster on the otherside of the table with Bud. "You guys are acting weird."

"You'll see in a couple minutes." he said simply.

Akane glared at him. "What do you mean 'I'll see'?"

He picked up the faint sound of barefeet running down the hall. He turned to Bud and winked. "Just watch Akane. Any minute now."

"He's early.." Bud noted.

Ukyou looked confused. "What ARE you guys talking about?"

"You'll see in a moment." he said simply.

The door suddenly burst open revealing Kuno in his kendo garb holding his bokken. "SAOTOME!! Thou isth the sickiest of the sick! You dare defile the young and beautiful Osage no Onna with your dastardly member?! Thou hast committed the most ultimate sin of sins and now you must repent for thy crimes by my righteous hand! So says the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High! And once you are slain my divine blade, I shall comfort the pigtailed and rejuvinate her using my holy essence. But for now, prepare to be smited from this existance. En Garde!!"

Ranma quickly stood as Kuno charged as predicted. Before the kendoist could use his overhead strike, Ranma ducked down and wrapped his arms around Kuno's legs at the knees lifting him up high off the ground and falling back towards the table as instructed. Like a snake, Bud made his strike upon the captured man by leaping into the air and grabbing the Blue Blunder by the head. The added weight put more downward force on the guy and he impacted the table, crashing through it and onto the floor.

"3-D!!" some guy yells in the background.

In an out of character fashion, Ranma hops up and turns in a 360 hopping on one foot until his faced Kuno and used his hand to write a cross in the air. "TESTIFY!!"

Buddy hopped up to do the exact same thing but slipped on a piece of paper and fell back knocking himself out on a rock.

"Hey, how did a rock get in the room?" Ukyou asked quizzically.

Azuza Shiratori skated into the class scooping up the rock, then jumping out of the window all the while calling out "Sean Paul! Sean Paul! Azusa wants the light too!"

Everyone present sweat-dropped.

Tomorrow rolled around quickly and Bud found himself in his second period class which was Japanese Literature. Oh yes, this class was the only one he had difficulty, especially since it was also Senior 2E on the first floor, the same class Kuno just happened to be in. Luckily the Blue Thunder paid extra attention in his class to further expand his knowledge of literature to rant about to his enemies, which was good for Bud because Kuno never bothered him this way. On a second note, this was also Nabiki's class and he just happened to be sitting next to her, their desk pushed together, getting help with reading the complex kanji patterns of the language. Though this help came with a price, he didn't mind at all.

It was about this time that the class was interrupted by the soft chime sound signalling the usage of the school intercom. Students were happy about this because classes usually paused to listen in to either Principal Kuno or some someone in the office making some lame announcement. Today was different for it involved the upcomming school prom.

-Ello' Keiki's!-

Bud still assumed that the whole Kuno family was a bunch of deranged people taking a different persona. Kuno a 'romantic,' his sister Kodachi a psycho chemist/gymnist, and their father a wannabe hawaiian native.

-As ya'll know in a month and two weeks we be havin' dah school junior prom and afta' words is commin' to da senior prom! Is' gonna be one helluv'ah luau!- There was a pause. -But it's meah unfortunate job ta inform dah young keiki's graduatin' dis summah dat der will ne no senior prom for dem.-

"What?! This is a travisty! How shall I take the beautiful Akane Tendo and my fiery goddess Ranko Saotome as my lovely escorts to the extravagant prom which I have planned for the past year?!" Kuno bellowed in an upset tone which was quickly deflated by the instructor.

*Hai, sensei.* he exited the class and stood outside with two buckets of water, much to Bud and Nabiki's amusement.

-Cuz' de'r be so much damage to dah school by keiki's I wish nottah mention at dah time, Mista Saotome. Dem Junior prom will be combined to make a big prom luau fo da Seniors and Junior kids so youse all be happy and all. And jes for fun, I be settin' up sum students fo both grades ta be plannaz for dis occassion.-

-Will dah peoplez of Tendo Nabiki, Takana Daisuke, Yamada Hiroshi, Inoue Kikuko, Yamajuchi Kappei, Arnold Buddy, Shishio Shishoshi and Mirokai Sota please come to dah uhh.. main office, cuz you lucky keiki's be dah prom committee brudahs!!-

"Shishio Shishoshi?" Bud looked at Nabiki seeing her trying not to laugh as they stood to leave.

They passed a down-trodden Kuno on their way to the office.

"No.. senior... prom..."

Bud snickered. Nabiki maked a shushing noise and he knew what she ment.

It wasn't until after school and until Bud arrived from home that the elected prom committee had their first official meeting to discuss the theme, location, decorations, entertainment, and most important part; catering. They goofed around for about an hour throwing in and out ideas and laughing at some jokes that were brought up, but then talks started getting serious from that point on.

So far they came up with a theme and location for the event and even established whom would NOT be catering. They all agreed that the school gym, proposed by Nabiki, would be the ideal place for prom, being as it could accompany the whole student population including freshman and still have room for another 1000 bodies. Daisuke and Hiroshi both came up with the idea of an american-style dance club was interesting, that is until Bud asked what type of dance club.

"Umm.. I went to the states this past break to visit my cousin in Los Angeles. He took me to some place called the Century Club," Daisuke stated while thinking back to the experience. "It had a mix of various music and looked pretty cool with all the lights and stuff. They had DJ's and the occassional band."

So it was decided that it would be a hip-hop style event though the dress would still be formal. It was actually a good idea, since juniors and seniors would want to interact with each other. So in turn Daisuke, Hiroshi were put in charge of dealing with decorations for the gym with Kikuko volunteerng to assist them, much to their delight. When we came to catering, Ucchan's and the Nekohaten were obviously out of the question but Kappei, Shishio and Sota would handle that.

That just left with Nabiki and Buddy to handle the entertainment.

"Bah, don't worry about that. I'll take care of it Nabiki." Bud said calmly as he sat back in his chair and relaxed. "I got some favors to call in so ya'll just spend the money for entertainment on everythin' else." he lied. Of course he would use his own money to take care of that. A 500,000 yen budget wasn't enough for what he had in mind.

"And what exactly am I suppose to be doing, Buddy?" Nabiki inquired dryly. "Am I going to be head of this committee and handle all the official business with the school?"

The brown-eyed boy looked directly at his house-mate with a knowing smirk. "I'm not telling you anything you should already know."

Everyone sweated when he started chuckling to his own inside joke.

-RING-RING!-

The telephone.

-RING-RING!-

"Yo."

*Ey' Montel!*

Said person knew that voice. *Niggah! Where the fuck have yo bitch ass been?!* He paused. *And why didn't you take me, ya asshole?!*

*Couldn't be helped. I'm the only one that speaks Japanese between the two of us, I look youngah NOW and the fact that only Nabiki speaks english didn't really help either. I was just lookin' out for ya dawg.*

The tall black man had to think about that and go back to his experiences from the past month. *Ya gotta fuckin' point fucker, but only Na---*

Hold up! Wait a minute!!!

*NABIKI?!!* he screamed into the phone. *Your punk ass went to see RANMA 1/2?!*

*Uhh... Yeah.*

Montel was astonished, mad and all around upset about this piece of information. *Ooooo..! You mutha--* he turned away from the phone. *Ya piece of---* he paced a little bit. *Niggah!!* He stomped his foot. *You sun of a bitch!*

*Imagine?*

*Niggah fuck you.* Montel said, a smirk comming to his face. *You know what. When I get down der'.. Yo' ass is gunna get his ass whoop and my size 12 boot shoved up ye' ass, ya base-headed, bull-eye lookin' fat trick.*

*Fat trick? Fat dick... BIATCH!!*

Groan. *Whateva. I actually got a job working for some DJ company that's gonna be in Tokyo for a while. Fuckin' hangin at dem PC club was gay when every niggah in the place is watchin' ya like a hawk. Dats them Japz' for ya. Gonna be doin' sum foo'z prom I think.*

Short pause. *...what?*

*Yeah! Fo' real! And they said their gonna be helpin' some local band. Niggah, I be gettin' paid a grip fo that shit, not dat I need it really.*

*.....*

*Yo' B', ya still there?*

*I'll see ya when you get down here in a few weeks.*

*Aight.*

-Click-

Time was flying really fast, thought Buddy as he sat on the patio of the Tendo's house looking at the koi as they occassionally breach the water of their pond only to return with a light splash. Three days to Furinkan's joint junior/senior prom and another month after that before graduation. This would be his second high school graduation in his life, but this time he wouldn't be missing prom like he did two years ago back in his home demension.

Since being here in the Ranma 1/2 demension as he called it, despite the discovery of the Sailor Senshi in Azabu Juuban or aliens sightings in Tomobiki playing intergalactical game of tag with some perverted leacher, there has not been anything of real interest. Well, except the relationships between everyone.

To his surprise and pleasure, Ranma and Akane seemed to be getting along just perfectly. They rarely fight, much to his surprise, and if they do get into a heated argument it was usually defused with words instead of the usual formula of Mallet + Ranma's head * Force of Akane = Argument settled. Maybe it could be the fact that prom was just around the corner and that neither party wanted to ruin a good thing for their relationship, or maybe they finally realized that they both love each other and one will propose to the other officially in front of both junior and senior student bodies.

The former sounded more likely than the latter.

Speaking of relationships, that made him reminisce for a moment about his good pal Ukyou. True, they both started off on the right path of friendship that ultimately lead to dating. Thinking back, those dates with the okonamiyaki chef could not be compared with the few he had earlier in life. Going to the movies, fancy resturants, the park and even shopping with his Ucchan (yes, HIS Ucchan) blew away his mind and bore a special place in his heart for the lovely chef. It was strange how he at first did not want to get into any relationship when he came here. 'Maybe fate had something different planned,' he thought.

That brought him to another strange fact. Not once in his stay did he see Cologne, Mousse or Ryoga/P-chan. He did see the Eternal Lost Boy once while at Jusenkyo, but that didn't really count as actually meeting him. Also, Nerima seemed to be more of a nice, calm place despite certain residents that live in the district, a big constrast to the anime. He enjoyed the fact that he didn't have to deal with crazies on a regular basis, people comming to the Tendo house looking for someone, or being engaged to someone he barely knew.

'I wouldn't hurt ta have Ucchan as my fiancee.' he thought.

A beep from his left wrist startled him suddenly, making him pull up his sleave and check the highly-advanced watch. A message from the YF-19's computer system alerting him that the fold system for the fighter was fully charged and ready for use. This was good news. Montel and himself could leave at anytime they want, but he knew that leaving now wouldn't be in the right. He still had obilgations to complete; The prom, school, and some other things he always wanted to do if he could remember them.

He still wondered were all those stupid rocks came from. They hurt when his head landed on them.

"Ara... Buddy-kun." the gentle, motherly voice of Kasumi said from behind him. "Here's the ice pack for your head."

Bud thankfully took the pack, hissing when the cold compact touched the bump on his head. "Thank you, Kasumi. I really appreciate this very much." he paused. "Hey, I'd never seen you go out or anythin' ever since I been here."

"Oh my, but I do go out." she said quickly. "I go out to get the--"

"Not that, I meant GO OUT, as in spending some quality time with someone, hangin' out with friends or just going out to have a good time."

"I really couldn't do that!"

Bud turned to her with a frown. "Sure you can! You are definitely a beautiful woman and not even I could deny that. Hell; have you seen how some people eyed you yesterday when we went to the store? I tell ya one thing that they weren't thinkin' of givin' ya a discount."

She remained quiet.

"Ya should have some fun Kasumi and do what you wanna do. Akane, Nabiki and your father can take care of themselves after all." he stated.

The eldest daughter thought about it for a moment. "Well," she began. "One of my old friends from high school sent an invitation to her wedding. But I couldn't go because of my duty to the house and family.

"Kasumi," he placed his hand on her shoulders and looked her in the eye. "Look, just go. You're father would understand that you wish to see your friend and talk about good times. Don't waste your life taking care of your family to the point that they depend on you all the time."

She smiled at him and leaned in, kissing the young man on the cheek before standing up. "You're right, Buddy-kun. I'll tell father and my friend that I'll be going to her wedding. Oh my, what should I wear?" she scampered off in search of the Tendo patriarch. "Father!"

The young fighter pilot sighed, laying back and enjoying the afternoon sun.

Three more days until prom and he would need all the rest he needs.

The Night of the Prom...

"Yeah, see ya pops." Ranma said to his father as the man left the door. He was pretty happy about that fact too. Not only was Mr. Tendo gone, escorting Kasumi to her friends wedding, his own father decided to visit his mother Nodoka for a change. This was probably a signal that his mother was forgiving his father somewhat. "Tell mom I said Hi!" he called out. Now since that was settled, he could worry about other things. Like tonight.

The pigtailed martial artist was decked out in a stunning all-black suit from head to toe. Loose tailored dress-pants that gave his strong legs the freedom that he loved. A black, collarless shirt with golden buttons up to his neck seemingly made out of silk or similiar material. Over the shirt at the waist was a black cummerbund that gave him a snug fit for his outfit. A black leather jacket adorned his shoulder giving him more of a casual look, but still kept that formal air about him. Finishing off his suit was a pair of black Timberland boots recommended by Bud. He couldn't stand the tight fit of dress shoes and oppted for something else.

"Ranma?"

Turning to look up the stairs, his jaw dropped at what he saw.

Now Akane wasn't the hottest of the bunch, but she was incredibly cute when she wanted to be. But her dress for their date screamed: GOD DAMN! THIS IS A BABE! From bottom to top, she had on a pair of stunningly sensual ankle-wrap evening pump in black peau de soie with a 4 inch stiletto heel made by Stuart Weitzman and her athletic legs were fully exposed, despite the fact they were swathed in a dark-like stocking that enhanced her beauty. Her dress is what really surprised him; it was one of his girl-form chinese cheongsams that his mother bought him when she thought he was Ranko. It was a white blossom sleaveless mini-style design that came just slightly above her mid thigh. Obviously it was altered to tightly hug Akane's body for it formed around natural curvacious form like a glove that accentuated her firm, round hips, her slim waist and her breasts; which definately were NOT small from what Ranma is seeing. There was this cutted pattern on the chest portion of the dress in the form of a heart that showed off her cleavage, which he liked very much! She had on a pair of white velvet gloves that came up past her elbows and completing the outfit were a pair of hanging pearl and gemstone earrings and a small black Gucci handbag hanging from her shoulder to her hip by a very thin golden chain. Akane had on a very light amount of make-up that enhanced her natural features and hair that had a slight gloss while in the light.

There really was only one thing Ranma could say.

"Wow."

Giggling, Akane hopped on top of the stairs railing in a kneeling position and slid down in an act of balance usually not found in her. Reaching the bottom she deftly leaped off and into a perfect 2-point landing in front of Ranma. Her smile suddenly turned curious. "Ranma, what's wrong? Your nose it bleeding..."

"Akane," he said, grasping her shoulders and pulling her into a tight hug that pressed their bodies together. "Thank you. Thank you so much." He sensed her confusion and continued in a whisper. "You have no panties on and I had a clear view of your shaven pussy. Oh Kami that's so hot."

Hold the phone...!!

"You shave d-d-down there?!" he asked carefully.

"Of course! Who doesn't."

Back the truck up!!

"N-no... panties?" she asked carefully.

"Yup."

She pushed away from Ranma and cried out in anger. "JIJI!!!"

Somewhere out there, Happosai sneezed before sniffing his liberated treasures.

At the School Gym...

The night was still young as students and their dates entered the school gymnasium for this special night of fun and excitement. The sounds of upbeat J-Rock music played by a local Tokyo band could be heard along with the chatter and shouts of joy by many students as they dance on the floor freely. The setting of the prom was pretty spectacular with shiny drapery along the walls, flashing multi-colored lights and disco balls making it look like a extravagant club scene.

Oh, and the food had this delicious smell and taste to it.

Bud danced on the floor by the DJ booth with his date, Ukyou. Both were dressed to impress and that they did indeed.

Showing his difference from the Japanese culture, Buddy was decked out in a black, white pin-stripe zoot suit, or pimp suit as he called it. The pants were baggy and tailored to his large form along with the white dress shirt that hugged his chest with a red hankerchef stuffed in his shirt pocket. A red cummerbund was wrapped around his thick waist and he had a matching dress jacket buttoned up from the hem to his lower chest. Completing the suit were a pair of black Stacey-Adams dress shoes upon his feet and a Bailey "La Salle" smooth brim hat in the color of black with white around the inner lining.

His Ucchan was something else. Of his time knowing her, in person and not by the anime, he has never seen her dress in nothing but pants, shorts, shirts, her male school uniform and okonomiyaki sellers outfit. To say she was scantly clad was a bit of an understatement. White and black was her theme, wanting to match her hunky date for the night. Her dress was made of the finest white silk that would of touched the floor if not for her open-toed stiletto high-heals that had an strap that wrapped to mid calf. Her dress had slits up both sides that reached nearly to her waist, exposing a health amount of long, delicious leg to be viewed. The top was parted into two pieces of thick silk that started at the waist, over her breasts and thined out into a single strap that was tied behing her neck leaving the young chef bare-back. Finishing off the lovely outfit was a red cummerbund similiar to Bud's. Being how the dressed was designed, obviously one couldn't wear a bra, now could they?

Bud smirked at his girl, loving the way her lightly glossed lips shone in the light and her long, chestnut brown hair swayed in it's single-braid ponytail, tied off with a red ribbon. Her light make-up accentuated her looks, much like Akane's did when he noticed her and Ranma arrive. When the song ended and the band recieved a round of applause, Bud followed Ukyou to the table they shared with Ranma and Akane to rest for a moment and talk.

"Wow, this is really fun." Ucchan exclaimed, clutching onto Bud's arm and sighing softly. She loved the way his strong, powerful muscle felt when she touched them.

Bud brought his hand up, gently brushing his finger-tips along her cheek making her blush slightly. "Not as fun as bein' with ya, Ucchan. But I gotta admit, Hiroshi and Daisuke and that one girl did a good job decorating the place." He looked around checking out the other guest and their clothing. "And I never seen so much diversity between cultures and clothes in one spot before."

He was specifically refering to peoples attire. The men seemingly were stereo-typical, dressed in tuxedos or business formal wear. Even Kuno was wearing a penguin suit instead of some crazy formal kimono. The women were another story. To put it mathematically, approximately 85% of the female represent wore clothing that were dubbed at prom dresses and the other 15%, which included Ukyou, Nabiki and Akane, wore ceremonial kimono's, cheongsams or sexy evening wear, etc etc. Of course Nabiki was the attention getting, wearing the same burgundy silken dress she had on Togenkyou Island, a story Ranma told him about once. Though she did had competition in Ukyou.

But why did Nabiki have no date?

"Check out 'Biki. She looks lonely over there." Bud pointed out to Ukyou.

She nodded and felt sorry for the middle Tendo. "I know sugah. I thought she got one for today and I was thinking it would be Kuno, but I guess he chose someone else."

"I really don't want her feeling down like that.. She's a really nice and fun girl when ya get to know her. Well when ya don't owe her money." They chuckled for a moment. "Ya don't mind if I go dance with her fo' a while?"

"Sure B-kun. No problem." She smiled but pulled on his hand as he tried to leave.

"Hmm?"

"But I dance with her next baby."

"Oo.. You nasty gurl." He saw the wink she gave him. She's been giving him that wink for a while and he knew she was being playful. "Aight, we'll see Ucchan.. I'll tell ya when it's yer turn."

"Bye-bye." she said slowly and seductively to him, making him shiver in excitement.

He approached Nabiki with an air of confidence that suddenly deflated when she looked at him. She looked pretty upset.

"Hey 'Biki. Why the long face?" he asked in genuine concern.

She sighed and slowly sipped her cup of punch though she really wished it was something stronger, more alcoholic. "No one wanted to go out with me. No one wants to dance with me besides Ranma. I couldn't even black mail anyone into being my escort for the prom." She inhaled slowly before saying the most uncharacteristing thing he's heard from her.

"This sucks major ass."

"I know, I'ved noticed. And it's causing Ucchan and myself to get depressed too." He grabbed her hand gently, taking her cup and setting it down on someone's table. He pulled her onto the dance floor just as the band started playing a slow song. "So I'm gonna remedy that right now and you have no say in it 'Biki-chan."

"What about--"

"She's next."

"Nan---?!" He silenced her with a gentle kiss and embraced her close to him as the song progressed. She began to relax and flow with his movements, resting her head on his chest.

'This is nice,' she thought dreamily. 'I could like this.. and he says I'm gonna dance with Ukyou next?' she didn't like that idea but will go along with it. It might even be fun.

They danced for the remainder of the song, a few people whispering about them and murmuring some words about being engaged, but they both ignored or didn't really care what anyone said about them. To Bud, this was all for Nabiki. As the song ended they parted and bowed to each other, Nabiki sporting a new smile of enjoyment on her face.

"Ne, B-kun. Tag-out." Ukyou gave Bud a high-five and took Nab's arm pulling her close to the DJ booth. "Wanna dance sugah?" she winked.

How could Nabiki resist an innocent request like that? Yuka and Sayuri seemed to be doing it so why couldn't she? The band started up playing another slow, romantic song requested by someone, both girls moving to the music with smiles enjoying each others company.

Bud stood off to the side and watched the girls. This was what he liked about club and parties like this. There would always be a few girls that would dance together and do freaky stuff. Maybe he could get them to kiss by the end of tonight? Nah.

*'ey niggah.*

Bud turned and saw his homie Montel approach with a worried look. *Sup foo?*

*Dude!* *Cuz! We gots a problem dawg.* He said, looking around to make sure no one was listening. *The fukin' MC we suppose to have ain't herr' and we gots no one to rap now. That was part of the gig' an' it was on the pamplet. My boss will flip if he hears about dis shit and the homie DJ Kookii will get fired. Think you can help?*

He thought about it. *I can, but how can I get up there wearin' the peoples pimp suit?* he gestured at his current attire.

*No prob, we gots some shit in back. Come on niggie!* he grabbed Bud by the arm and dragged him.

*Ack!*

The past couple of months have been full of surprised for Nabiki. A new, enigma of a house guest that shrugged off her sister and Kuno's best. Said guy, appropriating her and her family with a large sum of money as rent for his boarding at their house. Treating her more like a friend than a business associate like most of her 'friends' do. Then tonight, treating her for to a slow dance wanting her to enjoy herself instead of just standing around like a loser. To top it all off Ukyou, his seemingly obvious girlfriend, dancing with HER in his place and pressed rather close to her indicating that her breasts are larger than what her chest bindings seem to hide. It was a new feeling for Nabiki, feeling another woman this close to her and unbeknowst to her she was slowly, very slowly, begining to lose her 'Ice queen' facade and show the real Tendo Nabiki. A Nabiki only known of by her elder sister.

A sexual uninhibited Nabiki.

Ukyou smiled warmly, feeling her dance partner loosen up a bit and hold onto her more closely. She wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't for her little confession to Bud about being attracted to other girls, especially a certain fiery red-head. But that didn't stop there, he kept questioning and teasing her until she admitted that she also had an attraction to one of the Tendo sisters. Nabiki was smart, cunning and a shrewd business woman, a few qualities she loved in the middle sister. That info killed Bud's suspicion of her liking Akane. Why would she have such strong feelings for the rival of her Ranchan's heart?

Both girls could feel the eyes of some of their fellow students on them which made them both nervous and excited at the same time. Nabiki, wanting to freely express her repressed wanton persona, decided to give these people something to really stare at. Being slightly taller than Ukyou she slowly, carefully caressed her flanks with her soft hands, bringing a soft giggle from Ranma's ex-fiancee. Her hands trailed lower travelling down past her waist and hips to her mid-thigh before sliding her slender hands into the slit of the chef's silken dress. Higher, Nabiki brings her caressing touch, until her palms and digits gently caresses upon and grasp fully unto Ukyou's athletic thong-clad rump bringing a squeel of surprise from the young business owner. This action brought bug-eyed expression, cat-calls, whistling, cheers and even a few comments about perverts from those who witnessed which Nabiki just took in stride, smiling in a devilish, bewitching manner that made men, and some women, shiver in delight.

"Mmmm... You like that, Ukyou-chan?" Nabiki whispered and half moaned into her ear continuing to caress her partners butt under her dress, much to the delight and annoyance of those who watched. "You're ~bad~ girl Kuonji Ukyou; dancing so lewdly and close, pressing your delicious body up against mine." She brought one hand up, turning her head to look at the science club nerds (without dates as usual) clustered in a corner in a playful way, and cups one of Ukyou's breasts bringing forth a soft gasp that aroused her even more than she already is.

"Na-na-biki...!" she gasped out, removing the aggressive girl's hand from her bosom only to return to it's place on her posterior. "After the prom.. when B-kun an' I go someplace more.." she wrapped her arms gently around the middle Tendo sister, laying her head on her shoulder. "private." she whispers.

"After? You promise?" Nabiki purred.

"Y-y-yesssss..." She couldn't help but shiver in excitment.

The slow dance continued for a little bit longer as the band extended the usually 6 minute song to stretch to nearly 10 minutes, much to the enjoyment of the couples dancing allowing them to be closer with their company. As the song ended, applause erupted from the students giving the band praise for a well remixed version of the original song. Another set of applause was directed at the two ladies found near the DJ booth by the stage. Ukyou and Nabiki found themselves in a make-shift circle of people right smack-dab in the middle and realized THEY were getting the reaction from the crowd, making the two blush in embarrassment.

Nabiki secretly loved this type of attention. Taking the initiative and being the more bolder of the two, Nabiki decided to thank the people by giving them a little treat. Facing Ukyou, she winked at some guys and kissed the girl on the lips, really a light peck, but it still brought out an obvious reaction from the guys and a few gasp from women.

Just as she was about to leave the floor, the DJ cutted up a few scratches on his turn-tables getting the crowds attention and especially Ukyou's who stopped Nabiki to dance somemore. She couldn't refuse that.

The DJ, a Japanese native, was handed a record he never seen before by Montel, his helper. Reading the label, his eyes bugged out because he has been waiting for this 'cut' from Interscope records in the States. He put on his ear phones and spun-up the instrumental for the song before actually playing it. The guy doing the show better do a good job.

He spoke into his mic, and the echoing voice told everyone this was gonna be a good DJ session.

-NEW SHIT!-

-EXCLUSIVE IMPORT FROM THE U.S.!!-

-DJ KOOKII!-

-TOKYO RIDAH!!-

-PRESENTS!-

-50 CENT "In Da Club"-

-PERFORMED BY!-

-NONE OTHER THAN YOUR OWN-

-BIG B!!!-

DJ Kookii (Koh-Key) scratched on his turn-tables before mixing into a bass-filled, rhythmic beat. As the beat started, Buddy slowly strutted onto the stage making everyone stare in confusion. Why was he on stage? And who is Big B?

Bud bounced to beat getting into his rhythm. He was wearing a pair of baggy black jeans that seemed to sag slightly off his waist but still held up by a leather belt with golden buckle. He only had on a simple, yet thick white-beater style tank-top showing off his scarred and muscled body in the lights. Atop his head was black du-rag and on top of that he had on a black and white Oakland Raiders fitted-hat that was turned a few inches off center to give him that american thug look. Around each wrist was an expensive looking silver (or platinum) watch and wrist chain respectively. Around his neck was a a thick-looking chain of similiar design to the one on his wrist. And finally, he had on a pair of black and white Reebok ATR (Above The Rim) style shoes that looked as in they never been used.

Go, Go, Go, Go
Go, Go, Go Shawty (Shaw~er-Tee)
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We won' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't really give a fuck
It's not your birthday!

Everyone except Ukyou and Nabiki didn't know what the flying fuck what was going on. Buddy, usually a guy that didn't want attention, was up on stage rhyming to the beat of the music in english. What most didn't know, was that Nerimans did usually listen to american styled rap music because they didn't understand the majority of the slang or couldn't get use to the beat. Or most thought it wasn't worth getting into. But one by one people started getting into the beat, watching Ukyou and Nabiki already moving to the beat and Bud's rapping. They felt the beat and started bobbing their heads then soon after, their bodies followed.

You can find me in the club, bottle full of dub
Look mama I got what you need if you wanna feel a buzz
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me hug if you into to getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of dub
Look mama I got what you need if you wanna feel a buzz
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me hug if you into to getting rubbed

Ukyou and Nabiki were REALLY getting into the beat. Nabiki, familiar with American shows like Soul Train and MTV, started moving her body more lewdly, shaking her rear and moving her legs more. Turning, stepping, using her arms in her patterns to make any movement seem sexual no matter how it looked. Ukyou mimic her movements, but emphasised on her butt. She shook that booty really good, catching Bud's eye and making him smile when he saw a glimpse of skin as her dress moved about.

When I pull out out front in the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
I've been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp
In the hood and the ladies saying "50 you Hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya I'm loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm fellin' focused man, my money on my mind
I gotta mil out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feelin' my style she feelin my flow--

Bud pointed at Ukyou and Nabiki, watching Nab's bent over and grinding her shapely ass up against his girls front, BOTH of them working each other like there's no tomorrow. They both were freakin' like crazy, really getting into it and enjoying it.

--Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go. (Oh-kay!)

You can find me in the club, bottle full of dub
Look mama I got what you need if you wanna feel buzz
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

As he repeated the chorus again, Bud watched as everyone in the gym was really getting into the song; from the local band they hired to the faculty. Even Principal KUNO! But from the corner of his eye he saw, at the back of the gym, the disturbing site of Akane slapping Ranma and leaving in a rush. Saotome was so stunned he couldn't even follow, only able to slowly walk back to the table him and Buddy share and sit down looking horribly dejected.

He decided he'll talk to Ranma after this little gig. The show must go on.

My flow, my show brough me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look Nigga I got K-Mart and I ain't changed

It looked like couples started battling at who could best his Ukyou and Nabiki at who could freak the best. Hell, Yuka and Sayuri with their dates Hiroshi and Daisuke looked to be close competition since both couples watched alot of TV and clubbed regularly. But they still couldn't compare to the sheer girl-on-girl effect Ucchan and Nab's put out as they change positions to ones that were majorly erotic.

And you should love it, way more than you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made
I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life
You that faggot ass niggah tryin' to pull me back right?
When the junk get to pumpin' in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the mutha fucka burn
If you talkin' bout money homie, I ain't concerned
If I tell you what the Banks told me go 'head and switch the style up
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside ya head wit a bottle of bub
Come'on, ya where we be!

You can find me in the club, bottle full of dub
Look mama I got what you need if you wanna feel a buzz
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me hug if you into to getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of dub
Look mama I got what you need if you wanna feel a buzz
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me hug if you into to getting rubbed

-THAT WAS 50 CENT "In Da Club" PERFORMED BY BIG BUUUUUUUUUUD!!!-

-IN STORES NOW IN JAPAN!-

-G UNIT!!-

As the song wound down and DJ Kookii mixed up the beat into another song, Bud killed his microphone and hopped off stage meeting the applause of his fellow students and being smothered by nearly 68 inches of tit flesh thanks to Nabiki and Ukyou. He laughed it off and, for some reason, kissed both girls on the lips making them blush. He liked the way 'Biki (his way of refering to Nabiki) was being now. He liked her and always thought of her as a sexy woman, as she displayed to him many times. It was just her cold demeaner that turned him away, but he knew that was her business persona.

He had more important matters to attend to though. He had to speak with Ranma about what happened.

"Ne, Ranma. I'm going to get some more punch before we dance again," Akane said. "Don't you move, I'll be right back."

Ranma nodded, watching his fiancee's butt sway as she headed for the beverage bar. Besides the little incident with the panties, which he was glad for since he wasn't flatted by Mallet-sama, the whole day was going just fine. He leaned up against a pillar that was one of the decorations for the event, his eyes moving about spotting a few of his friends and acquiantences. He did a double-take seeing Ukyou dancing REALLY close with Nabiki after she swapped placed with but, which really surprised him since he wouldn't expect that of either girl. Oh well, he thought. At least they were enjoying themselves.

"Hmm?"

A suspicious looking shadow darted around in the background catching his attention. Deciding to check it out he followed, watching the shadow move along quickly before disappearing into the girls restroom. Now Ranma knew he shouldn't go in there being that it was, of course, the females lavatory but the figure could be the Master of Anything-Goes and all-time pervert Happosai. If the old freak was up to something he had to stop him.

And hopefully no one was in there when he goes in.

No one was looking, being to busy on the dance floor to really notice anything going on but whom they were with, or being envious of whom people were with. The pig-tailed martial-artist creeped into the females restroom slowly pushing his ki to try and feel for the old perv's aura, but the problem is he can't feel anything at all. The only thing he can sense is with his nose; a faint, rose scent that is usually associated with--

Oh no!

"Ranma-sama.."

'Kodachi!' his mind screamed before a burst of knock-out dust was shot in his face.

'Ugh.. my head. Where am I..?'

'And why do I feel a draft?!'

"Oh man, what happened?" He mumble, rubbing his forehead with his left hand. One problem about that, he wasn't able to. He tugged his arm a bit and found it restrained by.. steel rope?! His eyes snapped open and he looked up, his wrists binded with steel cables to an over-hanging bar in the doorway of a toilet stall. He knew he was still in the girl's bathroom since he could see the tampon dispenser in a corner and clean mirrors. Speaking of mirrors; he looked at the one across from him and discovered exactly why he was feeling a draft.

His pants and boxers were down.

Ranma growled and tried to move around but found he could not even do that. Whatever that crazy Kuno sister did really put him in a bind this time. It must be a new paralysis/knock-out powder she has been working on or something. He tried to will his body to move, but he didn't even get a budge from his muscles. The only part of his body he COULD move was his neck and head, but that didn't really do any good for him.

"Ohh oh oh ohh... Hmmph hm hm hm.." his head whipped to the side seeing the Black Rose herself dressed in a pure black spandex leotard. He glared at her and she did the same in return, though she had this glint in her eye that he knew she was up to something. "Mm.. Ranma-sama, it has been too long since we last had visitation with each other." What the hell was she talking about?

"But do not fret my love. I, Kuno Kodachi the Black Rose of St. Herebeke school for Girls, shall bestow upon my Ranma-sama a new technique that I have acquired to expand in my knowledge of wifely duties." She glided across the floor and kneeled in front of him, rubbing her soft, delicate hands up and down the strong quad muscle of his thighs. "Allow your humble mistress to demonstrate for you, my Lord."

The pigtailed boy watched in horror and in awe as Kodachi encircled one of her hands around his limp member. He gasped, shutting his eyes trying to control himself but his body had a mind of it's own, not caring what it's owner wanted. Unwillingly, Ranma manhood began to slowly expand to the Black Rose's minstrations. Her tongue stuck out of her small mouth placing tantalizing licks upon his flaccid member until it became fully erect. Kodachi stared at the vessel in her hand, stroking up and down slowly in fascinated by his more than above average size. She smiled up at him coyly, covering her mouth in embarrassment.

"Oh Ranma-sama.. It's so-- big! Be gentle."

"How the hell can I do anything if you tied me up moron?!"

She ignored that, or seemingly didn't hear it at all. "Don't worry my darling. A Kuno does not back from any change not matter how big or small it may be." She rubbed her cheek up against the side of his large member. "And big challenge this is indeed." she whispered, trailing her tongue up along the side of his shaft until she reached the tip. She swirled around the purple tip, making Ranma grimace in unwanted pleasure. He groaned and cursed loudly when her lips wrapped around his cock and slowly sank down the shaft, nearly taking all 6 3/4 inches of his manhood into her mouth, but stopped and gagged when she only took 4inches of the pole. He couldn't help but groan, her head slowly bobbing up and down his cock. Her tongue tickled his shaft, caressing it with each movement of her head along with the deft sucking she added along with the tongue action.

Kodachi moaned in excitment, pumping her head along his flesh straw. Reading all that hentai manga and online experiences and tips really helped her in pleasuring her Lord. She cupped his sack and massaged it with her soft, rose scented fingers feeling on the two vessels that would soon provide her with a delicious protein milk-shake that she has been dreaming about for the past mouth. She put more effort into her assignement gaining her pained groan, but to her it was a happy sigh of delightment, from her 'beau'. It was good that she practiced on a cuccumber before trying this or she would never be able to service her Ranma-sama correctly. She felt him tense and knew he was close, so she doubled her efforts, sucking harder and washing his manly cock faster with her playful tongue.

As she gave him his first ever blow-job, he was slowly gaining his strength back and couldn't wait to get his hands around her neck and strangle her for a while. Ranma groaned and tensed up, he couldn't cum under these circumstances because he felt so revolted that Kodachi would sink so low. He wanted Akane to do this to him, no this .. whore! Just as he was about to break his bonds and seriously whoop someones ass... someone entered the restroom.

"Ranma...!" Akane gasped, seeing Kodachi on her knees doing something she would never have expected by the gymnist. "What the fuck are you doing?!!"

"Akane--!"

"OOOHHHH OHOHOHOHOHOH!!! I guess the mood has been ruined so I shall depart for now. I shall finish you off soon dear Ranma-sama! Ohohohohoh!!" Ranma shivered, glaring at her back as she jumped out thru a small window. He quickly flexed his arms, busting the pole he was hung up on and slid the cables from his wrist. Pulling up his pants her walked over to Akane, reaching out to her with is hand, his eyes sullen and scared.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!!" Akane slapped his hand away and stepped back. "I go and get us a drink and what do you do?! You go into the girls bathroom like a pervert and gallivant with ... That slut!!"

"Akane, I--"

"You WHAT?! You didn't mean for her to suck your dick during our night?! OUR NIGHT?!"

"Listen, I was--" he reached out for her.

"GET AWAY!! I HATE YOU!!"

That struck him like a ton of bricks. Of all the times she said that she hated him, she never really ment it. Now; this was different. He could feel the acid and betrayal slip off her tongue at his direction. If only he could explain that he was tricked! He followed after her back into the gym where he felt the rhythm of some American beat. Reaching the younger Tendo, he grasped her shoulder but was suddenly met with a fierce slap across the face that turned his cheek.

"Don't try to explain! I saw everything. I saw the look on your face! I HATE YOU!! AND I WISH YOU WOULD JUST DIE!!" she ran off, tears running off her face.

"And that's what happened." Ranma said sullenly, his head hanging low from anger and shame. "She didn't even give me a chance to explain.."

Bud placed his hand on his shoulder in a jesture of comfort. "I hate to say it though man, but when it comes ta shit like that who would listen anyway?" He shook his head and patted him on the back. "Leave her for now Saotome, cuz from what I know she'll be pissed for a long time 'cause of the shit, so ya might as well let the hot-head cool off for a while. Let'er walk it off or something and maybe you can talk to her later when she'd settle down and would listen to reason."

"I guess..."

"Ne, Ranma-kun. You really got yourself into one hell of a mess, eh?" Nabiki teased, tracing her finger about his chest much to his annoyance. "She'll most likely head home but don't leave now. She'll expect you to follow so just stay here with us or go for a walk around the city."

"I guess.."

He got up and left.

Bud scratched the back of his head. "Man, he's really bumbed."

"No kidding.." Ukyou said. 'Ranchan...'

With Ranma gone off to do whatever the mood between the remaining three, Buddy, Ukyou and Nabiki, slowly went downhill from their but that did not stop them at all from trying to have a good time. The event continued on well into the evening up until students began to deminish leaving only one-third of both classes combined remainging. It was about this time that someone spiked the punch and luckily Nabiki or Ukyou didn't drink any, but some moron decided that they should do Karaoke. Buddy had no idea were Montel got the karaoke machine but they had one out now and currently he was suffering from a near migraine from hearing Yuka and Sayuri finish a broke-ass duet of "My Heart Will Go On" by Celine Dion.

Note to self: Kick Montel's ass sooner or later for this.

Ucchan tried dragging him up their but he resisted. Then soon Nabiki tried getting him to go up and sing a duet with her and as with Ukyou, things didn't work out. That hot nymph Nabiki did have a compromise though.

"How about if Ukyou and myself do a duet, will you go up there by yourself and sing one song?" she asked, giving him a foxy smile at the end. "If you do, I'll give you a special treat later."

And she said that in such a temping way, how could he not accept?! So here he is now, listening to both of those over-night vixens singing a duet of "Get Along" by Megumi Hayashibara and Masami Okui and doing a pretty decent job of it. Ukyou didn't really have a singing voice, he thought that her accent made up for that though, but Nabiki was really killing it with that alto voice of hers. Bud really did wonder if they had that "Tendo Family Xmas" like in the OAV and if DoCo really existed. Sadly, that's a story for another time.

Now it was his turn to do karaoke, so he allowed himself to be dragged up to the stage in front of the machine much to the amusement of the two girls. Cursing to himself he cycled thru the vast selection of albums and tracks that he could sing, a large selection being Michael Jackson, N'Sync, and other famous pop/rock artist from the states. But uhh.. He didn't want to do those and look silly a the same time. Feeling the heat from both girls, he glanced to the side and saw the band looking bored and nearly on the verge of packing up and getting out of here. That gave him an idea.

"You're not thinking of running out on this, are you B-kun?"

"Huh?" He paused. "Nah, I just have a better idea instead of some silly karaoke song. Just you wait ya sexy lil' chef."

Ukyou blushed. "Keep talkin' like that, sugah, an' I might cook sumthin' special for ya."

"I'll keep that in mind." he approached the nearly sleeping lead member of the band, a broke-ass American punk-rocker that reminded him of a pretty boy Billy Idol with a buzz-cut. Probably got caught by Principal Kuno. "Hey yo."

"Hey, Japanese. What's up?"

Oh this will be good.

"Ne, Nabiki-chan." Ukyou began, feeling Nabiki hook her arm around her own. "What's he doin' over there with the band?"

"Probably going to go out with a blast like he did earlier." She dead-panned. Nabiki's hand moved up along Ukyou's backside, sliding up her soft skin and along her left side to cup the underside of her firm breast. She winked at a couple that gapped when they saw her do that.

"N-Na-Nabiki-chan!"

"Oh, shut up and enjoy it." The band struck up a chord and began playing a familiar rock song that Nabiki heard on TV whenever Ranma was watching his anime. She groaned and pulled Ukyou onto the dance floor following the lead of nearly everyone else.

-AS OUR LAST PERFORMANCE FOR THE NIGHT-

-A SPECIAL REQUEST SONG JUST FOR YOU FURINKAN!!-

FLYING IN THE SKY!!
Takaku Habatake
Oozora wo doko made mo
SHINING FINGAH~~!!
Kagayaku higari ga chi hate terashi
Kiseki yobu SPELL!

Students started grooving to the music, bouncing up and down like a bunch of jack-rabbits in excitement. It reminded Buddy of those times he attended rock concerts filled with a bunch of crazy white people that bounced to the music and beat each other up in a mosh-pit. Luckily no one was doing THAT.

Furimukazu aruka sa
Mugen no chikara ga aru
Nando demo tamesu no sa
Donna ni kurushite mo yaritokeru (G-GUNDAM!!)

Ai wa itsu mo kono mune ni
Towa ni kieru koto wa nai
Kono te ga sakende iru
Ashita e to hashire

"I think his Japanese got better." Nabiki noted.

The okonamiyaki chef slapped her ass. "Duh.

FLYING IN THE SKY!!
Takau Habatake
Oozora wo doko made mo
SHINING FINGAH~!!
Kagayaku higari ga chi hate terashi
Kiseki yobu SPELL!

BRIGHT YOU NOW!!
Kime ga egaita
Mirai e no shinrio wa
SHINING FINGAH~~!!
Yume wo tsukamou
Subete wa omou mama ni I GET A CHANCE!!!

The song suddenly changed up and the lead guitarist pulled up and began a deafening solo that energized the crowd in front of the stage. As the solo ended the band froze in place stopping all sound. The drummer quickly picked up a beat and went into a 10 second solo showing his skill on his Pearl 13 piece drum set before the song continued were it left off with Bud hitting it off on the lyrics.

Mou ichido haiagari
Taiyou no hikari wo abite~~~~~!! (G-GUNDAM~~!)

Namida wa mou kawaite mo
Kagayaku mirai ga mieru
Kono de te tsukamu no sa
Ougon no tsubasa!

FLYING IN THE SKY!!!
Takaku habatake
Nando demo okiagare
SHINING FINGAH~~!!
Kawaranu negai Donna koto demo
Kujikeya shinai

BRIGHT YOU NOW!!
Kime ga egaita
Mirai e no shinrio wa
SHINING FINGAH~~!!
Yume wa tsukamou
Subete wa omou mama ni I GET A CHANCE!!

The bass player began using deeper riffs and lead guitar added in more notes to the song for extra effect signalling the cresendo of the song. Soon all members except the drummer sang along with Bud to finish it off.

FLYING IN THE SKY!!
Takaku habatake
Oozora wo doko made mo
SHINING FINGAH!!
Kagayaku hikari ga chi no hate terashi
Kiseki wo yobu SPELL!

BRIGHT YOU NOW!!
Kime ga egaita
Mirai e no shinrio wa
SHINING FINGAH!!
Yume wa tsukamou
Subete wa omou mama ni I GET A CHANCE!!

As quickly and suddenly as it began, it ended with a loud blair from the lead guitar. A round of applause saluted the band and they took a deep bow while Bud gave everyone a sincere good night and jumped off the stage to meet up with Nabiki and Ukyou. He took them hand in hand and lead them out the door. Each girl encircled an offered arm and walked with him away from the prom. As the sounds of the event died out in there ears, Bud decided to break the silence between them with a simple question.

"So where too?"

Both girls looked at each other as if thinking the same thing for a moment before Nabiki looked at him with an impish grin.

"Just follow us... B-kun." she whispered huskily.

Oh boy...

A few blocks from the Tendo Residence... (From Ranma's POV)

The first thing I realized was it was getting cold. Really cold. Looking at the darkened sky I knew it had to be around midnight, the moon out and full bringing an strange, yet eerie illumination to the streets. Gazing at the moon and the clouds that floated before it reminded me of those old black and white movies that the American's made. I wonder if Buddy knew seen some of them. Maybe I should ask him if he has or not. Oh well, that's for another time. My mind was currently on the situation at hand and I couldn't find any explaination that would totally defend myself from Akane's wrath. It's not like she really would believe my anyway from what Bud said.

If Kodachi showed up right now I would strangle the bitch for ruining my evening with Akane, it was totally fucked up. I don't know what possessed that crazy whore to knock me out, tie my hands to the girl's toilet stall, and suck my cock like a geisha was really beyond me. It wasn't like I had any experience in getting a blowjob so I wouldn't really know how it felt until earlier, but the fact that she robbed me from one of my fantasies that I would of loved Akane to perform sooner or later just went out the window. Curse her and her fucked up family of loonies. If I had the authority I would lock up all three of those assholes and throw away a key, then I would--

I better take my mind off that right now. It's wouldn't be proper of myself to be plotting the destruction of a whole family. Look what my oyaji go us into. Ten years away from my mom, sold off to who-knows-who, and even cursed to become a girl.

Correction! Blessed to become a girl. But the fact that it happened could be blamed on him anyway. Stupid bald, fat ass, good-for-nothing panda. The only thing my father was good for was martial arts and advice for said martial arts, that would be the reasons why I still respect the asshole.

Did I mention he was an asshole.

But getting back on the topic, I hope Akane is okay because I felt and still do feel for her. I openly admit that I love the uncute tomboy. Okay okay! I'll fess up! She is cute when she wants to but the rest of the time she's this beautiful young girl that I couldn't stand to see hurt, that's why I feel so broodish about this whole mess.

Deciding to not hassle with the main gate, a casual leap took my body over the 10-foot high concrete wall, across and down to the soft grass that sunk in slightly due to my weight and the thickness of the sole of my boots. This type of footwear would of been useful in my hiking trips in the mountains. I made my way to the patio, sans removing the boots, I hopped up onto the wooded deck making a near silent sound that would probably only disturb someone or something that could hear high decibels such as dogs or .. those C-things. Though knowing that only Akane would be here he still crept quietly to his room, passing the door with the wooden duck with 'Akane' on it. Quickly, I skinned off my suit and replaced it with my personal favorite of clothing consisting of loose black pants and a white chinese tang, though I did put back on my black boots again for some odd reason I couldn't figure out. Chalk it up to stress.

I wanted to talk to Akane about tonight but I didn't want to alarm her in someway by comming thru her window. Comming up the stair and going into the room I shared with pops, I did notice that her door was ajar an inch or two and there was a small light, possible her desk lamp or night-light. I took a deep breath taking in courage from the cold night air, like a C-thing I creeped down the hallway for a few feet before I reached her door. I heard some heavy breathing from the otherside and thought my fiancee was crying or having a bad dream.

Unfortunately it was neither because when I peaked into the small opening, my heart shattered as I recieved the shock of my life.

Same time, Ucchan Okonamiyaki... (Buddy's POV)

"But what about Konatsu?" I asked as we entered Ucchan's resturant. I wouldn't feel right if us three (Ucchan, Biki-chan and myself) were having wild sex and another person had to sit there and listen to something pounding against the wall, wails of ecstacy, and/or wild manly grunts of passion durring all the while trying to sleep.

"Konatsu-chan left this morning to visit some family in Kyoto, so he wouldn't be back for another 4 days. I plan to keep the resturant closed until then anyway. I'm due for a vacation." That was good to hear about the male (shiver) kunoichi. Too bad though, I would of invited the fruit-cake to join us anyway, whether the girls like it or not.

What can I say? It's fun to share! Just as long as he keeps his hands off of ME, it's all good.

Speaking of all good, we headed up the stairs all the while both were feeling up on my body as I was their's thought I did concentrate more on climbing and getting to the room instead of wanting to do it right in the middle of the stairwell, that would be uncomfortable. Reaching Ucchan's room, both girls showed a whopping amount of hidden strength by throwing my heavy ass across the bedroom to land on the soft futon with a slight bounce and groan. Yes, it did hurt but at least they jumped on top of me afterwards, cuddling their barely clad bodies up against mine. One might think they were properly clothed, but in truth all you you had to do was until the little string behind their necks and behold; both girls are clad ONLY in thongs. So basically they were rubbing their bodies against mine, though Ucchan was a bit shy. We never got this far in our relationship up until tonight.

I hated to sound like that idiot Kuno, but truthfully, from the bottom of my heart I loved both girls at the same time. Ukyou, she was the first friend I made here in Nerima and we quickly hitted it off, being very open with each other, helping each other out when we needed it and totally being honest. I even confessed to her that I lied in the beginning and felt bad about it. I even told her thr truth about myself, whom I really am and what not. And I nearly cried when she excepted that and remained by my side. Nabiki, though she didn't trust me at first, slowly got into my heart someway during my stay. I don't know if it was when she helped with my japanese or when I 'escorted' her from place to place occassionally and chatted did she win my love. I don't even know her feelings for me, I'm not a mind reader, but since I've known her she's became more open in private than she does in public. Could the sexy, intelligent, short-haired nymph on my left be the real Nabiki Tendo? Let's find out, shall we.

I smiled at the girls and got up allowing their bodies to slide off me to lay next to each other. I quickly doffed my tank-top and with practiced ease removied my belt. My shoes were already removed, currently sitting at the bottom of the stairs so when I unfastened my belt the pants were baggy enough around the waist to immediately slide down and to the floor. Both girls gapped at seeing the large dent in my pants and I couldn't help but say a joke I was famous for back when I was in high school.

"It's gets bigger." I said softly, looking them square in the eyes watching them nearly bug-out. They both looked eager and frightened at that statement at the same time and that told me that: a) They BOTH were virgins because I know Ukyou never had anything but my fingers and her own up there. And b) Nabiki never had something bigger than the national Japanese average of five inches. Pretty sad really.

I got on my knees and leaned down to each girl. First Nabiki, pressing my lips upon her's in a gentle, open-mouthed kiss that soon turned into a wild, passionate face-sucking with lots of tongue action. My hands roamed down the center of her body, my rough, durable skin in contrast to her soft surface as I flow between the valley of her breasts and across her flat stomach. I could feel the strength of her abdominal muscles from all the exersice she does to keep it nice and flat. Releasing my lips from hers I moved up to kiss Ucchan but we met half-way instead, she brought herself up to initiate a long session of kisses and I could feel her hand next to mine of Biki's body following my exact movements giving the lovely Tendo sister under us the double treatment.

Someone grabbed by dick through my boxers and I got startled. "Someone needs to remove this." I heard Biki-chan say to me, a foxy smile on her face. I love a girl that knows what she wants, but right now it wouldn't be fair. "Well, I do need incentive to want to take it off. I could just leave it on the whole night, that is unless you have an offer I couldn't refuse."

"How dare you!" Ow! She really squeezed my dick hard! And she looked like was pretty upset. "How dare you not open with firm offer."

Oh was that all? "Hmm.. You're clothing would suffice for my removal of my under garment. How is that offer, Ms. Tendo?" I smiled at her, winking playfully. Her reaction was priceless, the look of enjoyment on her face nearly got me fully hard in an instant. But I did have more control than that, so it just mearly twitched. "Acceptable, shall my associate and myself begin the transaction?" she asked. I mearly nodded, switching places with the girls on the futon, them standing up. I watched as they both danced for me, sliding their hands up and down their bodies, sometimes fondling each other in the process. Minutes pass and by the time I remove my last remaining article of clothing I'm greeted to the site of both lovely girls totally nude, breathing heavily, cute little nipples erect and a dampness between each of their legs.

Now here is the difference between the two. Ukyou was kinda shorter than Nabiki and had a very athletic build. Her skin wasn't flawless, she had the occassional scar that came with her practice of martial arts and I didn't really care, she was beautiful with or without clothes on. My eyes roamed down and I had to lick my lips seeing the junction between her legs, shaven but still had a triangular design that began at the top of the slit to her waist. I thought it was cute actually. Looking at her damp sex again, he noticed it was small like most virgins and kinda looked as if she was still a little girl, but Ukyou was also Japanese. Don't let it fool you, but Japanese women that are NOT professional porn actresses cannot take large penises. We're really gonna find out if that's true or not! Moving upwards, I was captivated by her breasts. I have this thing for women with small areolas and lightly colored nipples and Ukyou's really fit the bill for me. Her breasts looked to be a good 32C firm and perky, rare for a Japanese women but possible. I've seen lots of porn so take my word for it, okay? Looking next door, I nearly had a heartattack.

Nabiki was nothing short of Playboy Playmate. She knew what she had and damn it, I knew she was fucking proud of it. Her main feature wasn't just her cold, ice queen mask she puts on that gives her that devil girl look; no, it was those shapely, sleek, 30 inch long legs that went for miles if I stared at the them long enough. That's what I loved about Nabiki, she could captivate me with just her legs alone. And she has for the past 3 months. She's tease, lewdly displayed, offered and even rubbed me on occassion with her legs, thought I never really showed that I liked it, inside I REALLY loved it. I could talk about her legs all day and how I could tease her and slaps those luscious thighs of hers, toned by walking and excersice, but I wanna get laid so I'll move on. Her legs were slightly parted giving my gaze an unhindered look at her completely hairless slit that freely oozed her excitemnt. I could only describe her cunt at first glace as young flower already blossomed and ready for a bee to harvest honey from it. Both girls stomachs were flat, not surprising since they are martial artist, one of them really since Biki quit after retaining her black-belt. Now as my eyes moved up to her large breasts, I knew I was in heaven. Like Ucchan, she had those small nipples that I love, but Biki's were pinkish making them nearly flesh colored with small areolas. To top that off she had a whopping bust size of 34D that nearly blew my mind! What really tripped me out is that Kasumi, her elder sister was top heavy also with a pair of 34DD, finding that out after hanging up their unmentionables one time while helping Kasumi with the laundry. My guess would be that their mother was blessed also. But they couldn't top female Ranma's breasts measurements of 34DD. Why would that seem bigger? Same size as Kasumi, right? Wrong! Kasumi is just as tall as myself at 5'10 and Ranma-chan is around 4'11. Think about that.

Throwing my boxers off, I smiled at them. I felt their gazes travel down across my body, lingering at some of the scars across the chest and abdoment, even the ones along my thighs and shins. But I felt twin heated gazes zero in directly upon a special target and I giggled seeing their mouths gap. "It still gets bigger." I tell them, referring to my semi-hard cock resting along my stomach. I kinda felt like a king in a way with Nabs and Ucchan being my two wifes, slaves, or mistresses. I closed my eyes and sighed, but just suddenly I felt two pairs of tongue come in contact with my skin and I nearly jumped but restrained myself knowing who they were from.

Both girls lapped along my body starting from my face where we all shared an erotic 3-way tongue dance which heated up the moment. They continued down, over my chest and my stomach; I felt Ucchan pause a couple times on some of the scars licking them, and I saw tears in her eyes feeling pitty for me. And I accepted her pitty, because I knew it was sincere. I felt 'Biki trace some of my old wounds with her fingers and I saw in her eyes deep respect and admiration. My hands gently rested upon their heads, softly stroking each others hair with a genuine smile as they both neared my cock. A groan escaped my lips as both tongues touched the head of my dick, they backed away as it twitched and finally took a short moment to become fully erect in front of their very eyes.

"Oh Kami-sama.." Ukyou gasped, staring in a mix of awe, wonderment and fear at the size of my member. Her and myself have talked about sex and I warned her that I wasn't average, but she knew being that I am twice her own size. I guess she didn't expect me to be this big!

Nabiki was a different story as she grabbed my cock by it's base, yet could not wrap around it due to it's girth, as her small attentative tongue gliding up and down on her size of my meat. She smirked at her before looking at our sex partner. "Do you have some tailors measuring tape so we can check what this size is?" Ucchan jumped at the idea and fished out said measuring device from a night-stand. Smart girl, that Nabiki. A Tailor's measuring tape is made up of PVC, the same material used to make raincoats and such instead of the metallic tape used by handy-men.

They used the tape measure and I could tell by their dumbfound expressions that I was huge to them in length. "T-T-Ten inches??!!" 'Biki stammered out, looking from Ukyou, to my face then to my throbbing erection. "Oh kami-sama.." she mumbled before moving the tape to wrap around the thickest part of my shaft, the first 6 inches past the head. I rose my head and saw the number 7 on the measuring device, I had this knowing smirk when Ukyou saw Biki's face and did the math herself. She then used the tape to measure her forearm and nearly fainted at seeing the exact same numbers.

"Oh my..." Biki said, copying her elder sister's trademark phrase. I have to admit though, that my penis was never this large before. It had to either from a side effect from fold operations or possible Jusenkyou but since it's so large, I ain't lookin' a gift horse in the mouth. I'm having my cake and eating it too!

"Well?" I asked brining them out of some self induced trance. Nabs just gave me this predatorial smile before she began laving my shaft with her tongue, having to use two hands on one spot to completely wrap her hands around my thick girth. Her hands were gentle against my sensitive flesh moving easily up and down brining a pleasurable groan from the back of my throat. Ucchan thru herself on me, laying her lovely body along mine with her legs straddling my stomach and I could feel her damp pussy rub against my abs, her pubes slightly tickling my skin. "Please don't hurt me," she begged before kissing my lips. I could feel the tears fall along her cheeks, that really hit me hard and I couldn't help by feel for her. My arms wrapped around her body, hands roaming up and down her skin; one hand went south to her cute, round ass cupping it not at a cheek, but between. My fingers dipped low past her crevase and down between her legs were I diddled with her slit, rubbing and stroking it making her shiver in delight.

A loud groan escaped my lips. Nabiki wanted attention too, so she took the initiative and wrapped her lips around my thick shaft and took it into her mouth. I felt her gag when it hit the back of her throat, yet she tried again a few more times but without success. She wimpered around my huge meat sending vibrations along my nerves which I really enjoyed before bobbing her head along the three to four inches of manhood she could handle. With her hands, one on top of the other stroking the remainer of my cock to assist with her cock-sucking.

Ukyou ravished my mouth with her tongue. I gently pushed her away, cupping her chin and having her look me square in the eyes. I saw love and fear there and I couldn't help but smile. "I'll never hurt you," I said to her bringing more tears but I would tell they were of joy. She turned around and put us into the classic 69 position with her virgin slit just a couple inches from my mouth. I felt the addition of a tongue along my cock and I nearly came right there on the spot. Damn these nymphs, I thought.

Lick. That's what I did and I didn't know what to think. It wasn't something sweet, nor bitter but it was something that you could eat or taste all day. On the other hand, I would have to contrast it to a ripe peach yet concealed itself as an immature version of said fruit. My tongue delved within the sleek folks of Ucchan's sex recieving moans that echoed from her mouth that turned higher in pitch as I lapped at her slit like it was my last source of nourishment left on the Earth. She squeeled when my big hand raised and smacked against her soft ass cheeks leaving a visible red hand print, though I would of stopped right there since she didn't react the sudden waving of her butt and the movement of her hips thrusting along my tongue told me to do otherwise.

"Mmmph--! Ahh..This is so good!" Nabiki said moving up to kiss Ukyou, muffling her cries of passion from my meager cunt eating skills. "You should try sucking this monster.. Oh man it's great!" This was gonna be a long, enjoyable night.

Tendo Dojo, Same time... (Ranma's POV)

What the fuck?! My mind screamed as I looked on onto Akane's dimly lit bedroom. Of all the goddamn things in the world I would of expected; Akane crying on her bed, Akane still fuming about what happened, Akane looking out her window with a sad gaze wondering why I'm such an asshole, Akane fast sleep - Shit! - even Akane masturbating to what she saw exposing the pervert that she really is!

I knew the life I hoped to have in the future was all but lost now when I peeked into her room.

There they both were, the traitorous bastards that they are, coupling together as if they didn't have a care in the world. Akane's moans pierced my heart deeper with each thrust of Ryoga's hips as the man that I thought was my friend invaded the place I dreamt of since I lived in this house. The audible smacking of wet flesh to wet flesh drove a stake into my heart that would remain for the rest of my life. Wait, what was Akane saying?

"Oh yes.. P-P-P-chan yes!!"

No! It couldn't be!! How long has Akane known that her little pet was Ryoga all this time?! But why? Why would she not tell me about it, constantly protecting her from the asshole only to get whollopped by her mallet or shot into LEO while she said "Stop picking on P-chan!" or "Stop picking on Ryoga!" if he just happened to be in his normal form. My mind suddenly froze hearing words that O wished not to hear as things finally came to into place.

"RYOGA! I'm cumming--AhhhH!!"

"AKANEEEEE!!"

Akane smiling at me asking if I wanted to be friends with her.

Flying through the air as Akane told me to stop picking on her new pet pig. The pig grinned at me.

She pressed the pig into her naked bosom, the pig blushing before leering dangerously at me before I fell into unconsiousness.

Akane walking strangely one morning while holding P-chan.

Ryoga suddenly splashed with cold water turning into Mr. P and as I move to punt him away for a few weeks, Akane suddenly appears out of nowhere and punts ME away. My mind replayed that scene and I read her lips; she said 'Let's give you a hot bath baby.'

A few months ago, Ryoga telling me that Akane is his and there isn't anything I could do about it. Then Akane punted me away.

A week ago, Akane wondering where Ryoga is and asking if I knew if he was okay. I vaguely remember that she smelled different in a way I did when I felt aroused but didn't pay attention to it.

My mind slowly sunk into depression and the door to Akane's room slowly opened all the way. I couldn't even feel the awesome power of my ki anymore as I watched the two grunt and moan like wild animals. The fiancee that I love and the man that I thought of a good friend and rival. Tears streamed from my face, they didn't even notice more or probably didn't care if I watched at all. I couldn't do nothing to stop them, to say anything, or even will myself to leave. It was if something kept me rooted to were I am. That is, until SHE appeared.

-Ranma.-

My mind's eye opened and Ranko appeared before me dressed in her tan and black military uniform. Her hair was down, flowing behind her back and over her shoulders. She had the look of an angel to me, someone that would relieve him of his pain.

-Let me help you.-

I knew what she wanted to do. She demonstrated it to him many times in his vivid dreams of the power she possessed. The power to destroy a God, just like he has yet more refined and complex that didn't stress the users own energies.

The power of the Living Art.

Ranko moved towards me and I didn't flinch when a pulse of power emminated off her body touching my own aura. She opened her arms as if offering herself to me. I knew what she wanted, something that I've has denied her ever since I learned of her existance after my second visit to Jusenkyou spring of Nannichuan. Maybe she was right, I thought, closing my eyes and drowned out the sounds of the smut from the real world.

-Embrace me!-

So I did and the whole world suddenly turned red.

Back at Ucchan's... (Bud's POV)

Ukyou squated above my raging hard-on rubbing the enormous head against her dripping, yet small pussy lips. I still wondered how I was going to get my monstrosity inside her, that was my train of thought before I felt her force the bulbous head into that tight channel. I couldn't help but groan loudly, just the tip of my dick in her and she was gripping me like a vice, like a pit-bull locking it's jaws on the neck of it's prey and not letting go for anything. Not wanting to have her slip and skewer herself, though I wish that did happen, I sat up and placed my hands under her hooking her knees with my arms and grasping her firm looking, yet soft ass.

"Are you sure?" I asked, wanting to double check if she is all go for this part, the part that hurts for first timers. I felt 'Biki move behind Ucchan wrapping her arms around her and cupping her ass with one hand while the other gently strokes my cock keeping it straight for this maneuver. I think with the addition of Nabs for support she finally nodded and kissed me as an okay to begin. Here goes.

My hips thrusted up while I pulled her down on my shaft, bursting through her hymen and making her scream in pain shoving about 1/3 of myself in her. I paused and held her closely, leaning back to lay down with her on top and resting against my chest. I heard that for 97% of women in the world, their first time is always filled with pain, but Ukyou had to be an agony. Not every girls first time was with someone the size of myself; or even as thick as myself. But I held her in my arms, stroking her hair, kissing the tears from her eyes for a few moments; that is, until I felt Nabs licking around my shaft along Ukyou's cunt making us both moan in pleasure. "Ready to go for it, Ucchan?" I didn't want to keep Nabiki waiting, gotta keep my customers satisfied.

"O-okay.. But you on top." She looked right into my eyes and I could of melted on the spot. "Please? Onegai?" A smile broke out on my face and I nodded, careful of Nabs as I rolled us over with me on top. Leaning down her and my own lips met for a brief moment, kissing down along her cheek to her jaw moving up until my nose is buried in that mane of chestnut brown hair. My mouth was close to her ear and I couldn't help myself, I said a phrase known by all, used by many, and sometimes never meant; Words I thought I would never speak of, but tonight I have.

"I love you."

If Ukyou was shocked at hearing this I wouldn't know, because right after I said those meaningful words I started moving my hips drawing moans of pain mixed with pleasure from my partner. On each thrust, my Jusenkyou enhanced member would gradually push further and further into Ucchan's tight cherry, stretching that channel to fit my invading member. I didn't want to speed up thought my body willed it I didn't comply; not now, not with her. Ucchan's whimpers of pleasure, as each moment passed, began turning more high pitched like moans that sung into my ears like the Siren that drew passing ships of men towards her only to meet their doom before reaching her. But I knew I wouldn't be doomed, only release.

"OH KAMI-SAMA!" Ucchan scream. I knew she came when I suddenly couldn't push further into her previously virgin cunt, the walls of her love tunnel gripping my penis like a vice grip. A little more than half of my shaft was in her and I really wanted to shove my hole pole up inside her but I didn't want to hurt her at the same time. Damn it all to hell. I stayed still for a minute watching her come down from her high, her chest rising and falling with her breath made me stare at her breasts, that is until Nabiki's head appeared and began teasing Ucchan's nipples with her tongue and fingers.

WHAT?!

Oh man this is hot. I couldn't take it. Without warning I started thrusting my hips quickly making Ukyou moan loudly from the double stimuli of pussy and breasts. I didn't thrust gently, no I was driving my big fat cock into her nearly getting my whole dick up her wet, juicy passage but I hit a little snag. Not even to the hilt I bottomed out in Ucchan's cunt hitting the back of her pussy, the cervix, with the fat point of my flesh drill leaving a good 2 inches NOT in her cunt. She orgasmed again, I nearly cried because it was so tight my shaft was getting choked. She was screaming loudly and I couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure yet she never told me to stop, she just continued saying 'Oh kami-sama!' over and over. Biki-chan, being the highly intelligent girl that she is shut her up by sitting on her face planting her bald pussy on Ukyou's lips. If it wasn't for the fact that Ucchan was strangling my dick with her cunt, I would of shot my wad when Nabs leaned down so the two were in the 69 position; Ucchan licking Nabiki while she licks Ucchan's clit and the top of my shaft. With a growl I pulled out until just the head remained inside Ukyou before slamming back in making her scream in pleasure. I repeated this again and again, each thrust ending with the tip of my cock hitting the back of her cunt, maybe hitting her g-spot but I wouldn't know that. By the nth time I rammed into her sopping pussy Ucchan activitly participated in our coupling, wrapping her strong legs around my waist telling me to go harder, demanding I go faster and I did, growling like a wild man the whole time building to my release.

Nabs thought it would be safer to sit to the side and I wouldn't blame her at all. I mauled Ucchan's tits with my hands, squeezing, pinching and pulling on the nipples and sometimes bitting hard enough to make her scream. Each time she came on my shaft, adding her girlie-lube she would scratch my arms, back and/or chest; not hard enough to draw blood but leave welts that would probably sting later on.

I felt it building up quickly, my balls aching to release it;s heavy load. And I think Ucchan could sense it too, pumping her hips more purposely and speeding up out rhythm. I heard her say she's close and I said like-wise, leaning down and fiercly pounding into her cunt making her scream loud enough to wake the dead as my dick suddenly started splurting rope after heavy rope of my cum into her channel.

"I'M CUMMMMIIINNNGGG!!!" "GrrAAAHH!"

Pulling out of her cum-filled hole, I layed my meaty cock over her pussy rubbing it gently. My dick shot once more laying a long, thin rope of my nut along her stomach. Feeling slightly drained, I laid net to my Ucchan, feeling Nabs snuggle together on her other side. I couldn't help but feel up both girls but whisper to Ucchan repeatedly.

'I love you..'

Tendo Dojo, Akane's Bedroom... (Ranma's POV)

I felt different. That is what I felt when Ranko took me into her arms in that dream-state. It's as if a heavy burden was removed from my shoulders allowing me to do as I wish. I felt a power within myself that wasn't there before, so I searched this power feeling through it until I finally realized what it was and what it meant.

The power to destroy the Gods.

The Slayer of God has been reborn.

And that power was directed at two certain traitorous bastards!

Not wanting to startle my two new toys, I just bled off this new power, or was it new? I didn't know nor did care. A dark-red, distorted hue appeared around me flickering like a candles flame on a windy day. A moment pasted and I thought of making my presence known, until I saw the pig pause. Oh yes, the cat shall play today. "Whose there---??!!" I smirked seeing the color drain from his face at recodnition. Akane was equally shocked as the pig, frozen in place from being discovered. I took a step forward but that's all I did before P-chan started talking.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE SAOTOME?!" he screamed. "Can't you not see that we're busy here?! Have you no decency or any self respect barging into someone's room unannounced?! Oh, I guess you wouldn't know anything about that seeing as you had Kodachi suck you off in the GIRLS restroom while you took Akane to the prom! You don't deserve her at all you low-life! Oh and just to let you know, Akane and I been in love ever since Nabiki was your fiancee and we've been fucking even before then!"

I let him ramble until I heard him say how long they've been doing this behind my back. That's nearly two years! That really made me mad and it showed in my eyes, glowing a dark blue; an eerie sight to see withing the dark-red corona of my aura. I looked out the window and saw the full moon, the night clouds moving away to allow it's pale light to fill Akane's room. I looked menacingly at Ryoga popping my knuckles and flexing my fingers as if I was about to use the cat-fist. Then I said to him something that would haunt this house forever.

"Have you ever danced with the devil in pale moons light?"

I saw him pause and that was my moment. In an instant I was before his feet, crouching down before I rose and struck his jaw with a fierce uppercut that knocked his head back. My momentum shifted upward and I used that to hop up delieving a snap kick to his face bludgeoning him with the heal of my boot but not knocking him out. No that couldn't really hurt the pig but I'd be damn if it didn't sting. I heard Akane cry out for me to stop, begging me to not hurt him but I all ignored that bitch! A combo came to my mind and I used it; A left hook then a spinning back-fist with my right, to finish I gathered the chi around my fist and went in for a powerful overhand blow but I changed it at the last moment with a sickening effect. Instead I ducked down dodging a wild punch and sent Ryoga smashing into the ceiling with a powerful uppercut to the chest as I yelled out "RAIJIN!". I heard the sickening crunch as my fist drove into his inhumanly strong body and broke some ribs in the process, making him immediately cough up blood from a punctured right lung, oh well. No loss there and I'm still not done with him anyway.

P-chan fell from atop, an indentation of his body on the ceiling, and I responded in kind turning and lashing out with my leg catching him in the stomach and throwing him against the wall away from the bed, his cry of pain from both the kick and impact against the wall music to my ears. The sadistic smile on my lips turned to a snarl when he tried to move towards me after the move and I couldn't have that. I looked towards Akane, seeing her eyes laced with anger and fear but I could tell that she was mostly afraid. Afraid that she would be next and that I would be just as relentless and unmerciful as I am towards this bastard. Yes I would be relentless. Yes I would be unmerciful; but the Bitch's punishment would be far worse than what I will be granting this honorless man-whore. I thought maybe a demonstation was in store for little Ms. Whore Tendo and in fact it was a good idea.

Like lightning I flew across the room and smashed my foot into Hibiki's chest, knocking the wind out of him and plastering him against the wall for the moment. Crouching down at his feet, the glint in my eye as I looked over to 'fiancee' and my hands taking a claw-like form were the only warnings they got, I hopped back swinging my hands in an X-clawing motion at Ryoga's gut that never touched his naked skin and stood still after stepping a couple feet away. Ryoga looked at me slowly as I didn't do anything, trying to smirk though his swollen jaw prevented that. "HA! What the -COUGH!- fuck was that Saotome?! Can't you do nothing better than... that?! Ya.. pansy a---" He stopped and I could tell he finally realized what I did to him and why I stepped back. He looked down at his seemingly uninjured abdomen, then it happaned.

Lines started to appear on him, centered around his abdominal area and slowly spread in that vicinity until it completely covered his abs in crossing patterns that looks like a tilted crossword puzzle. The lines began to turn an angry red and then suddenly leaked out a red-liquid, blood. Ryoga's blood. The Lost Boy started to freak out, crying about a pain and pressure in his gut that was tearing him apart. I paid no mind to his babbling and just watched my work take fruit. Just like that, Ryoga's gut fell open and spilled forth it's contents out of his body through the huge hole in his front. Blood, intestinal tubes both large and small, his liver, kidneys and pieces of stomach poured forth. It all spilled on the floor with a sicken splash that made Akane vomit and piss on herself all at once. The stence of burning filled my nostrils; I watched as stomach acid poured from his stomach and literally ate away at whatever remained of his innards that didn't have the protective lining as his stomach had. The asshole couldn't move anymore, frozen in place as he was slowly eaten by his own bodily fluids, dying by my hands.

No! I wasn't done yet and I know exactly what I was missing from this picture. Cocking my arm back with my right hand in a knife-edge position, I charged forward squashing Hibiki's intestinal track under my boots. With little resistence my hand pierced into Ryoga's chest destroying his protective ribcage, tearing through his only working lung until my hand rested firmly around his heart in a firm grip. I could feel his heart still pounding rapidly as if he was still surviving, trying to hold on but knew it was futile. With a sinister smirk I pulled him away from the wall towards the vomitting Akane. With ease I lifted the near-dead weight of the Lost Boy's body above my head with the hand the held his heart allowing his blood to pour down bathing myself in his blood. It coated my arms, my face, everything that it touched. Staring darkly at Akane, I flung Hibiki's dying body away with a fervent sweeping motion sending him crashing into her bookcase while keeping a firm hold of his heart, the organ ripping from his body during the act. I held it in front of my blood covered face watching it beat in my hand then I squeezed it lightly, not strong enough to crush it but enough to pause it's quickened pattern before releasing to watch it start up again in a more slower beat. Akane stared wide-eyed at me like a dear caught in the head-lights of on-comming traffic, her skin pale, vomit dripping from her face and her own urine soiling her bed. Moving closer to her with the heart of her ex-lover in hand, I stared her in the eye. Bringing the dying vital organ to my face and near hers, I opened my mouth and bit off a huge chunk of the muscle off, nearly a quarter of it's total form. Blood squrited into her face as I ripped my piece off and tossed the rest away, chewing the heart piece hungrily as if this was the meal for the divine.

Ucchan's Okonamiyaki.... (Bud's POV)

"Fuck me stud." Nabiki begged, placing the tip of my member at the entrance of her slit, wet and flowing with her love juices. I nodded to her, grasping the base of my shaft while pushing in to hold myself steady. It was a really tight fit all the way until I reacted a point that is, which was her maiden-head. I stared at her incredulously, not at all believing that she wants me of all people to remove that only innocence she possesses. I stopped myself completely, only about 2-1/2 inches of my thick penis lodge in her, stretching her somewhat.

"Why?" I asked, confused at how she behaved earlier which would denote that she was indeed experienced in the arts of sexual pleasure. She knew how to suck cock like an expert, loved to drink cum and definately knew how to eat a pussy. But still a virgin?

She looked up at me from her position on her back, tears in her eyes. I nearly jumped off her and ask what happened to the real Nabs, but I knew that in doing so would ruin this experience for all three of us so I just kept my composure and listened to her. "All the men I want are either taken, don't want me, or only need me to get at someone in my family; like Kuno. I've been on a couple dates, sucked their cocks and that's it." she said, wipping the tears from her cheeks before continuing.

"My business associates sometimes invite me to all female orgies at their houses, yet that's all we do besides our pools, blackmail and information rings at school. Ranma's taken by my sister, Kuno's to infatuated with Akane and RanKO that he doesn't even notice me. Shit, even Hiroshi and Daisuke don't notice me. Did you know that Daisuke's dick is nearly as big as yours? Anyway, but you're the only one that actually took their time to talk, help me out and showed any affection that wasn't family. The only way I can think of repaying you for all that you gave me is to give you my prized possession so take that HUGE DICK OF YOURS AND FUCK MY BRAINS OUT NOW!!"

"Yes ma'am!" I replied tersely shoving my hips forward with all my strength completely burrying my cock to the hilt in her cunt. She screamed out in pain from the sudden quick penetration, thrusting wildly and swearing in words that would make a sailor blush. I leaned forward grinding out pelvises together pressing the thick point of my dick against the back wall of her womanhood and rubbing her clit about on my crotch. I could feel her muscle tighten around my shaft, hugging it in a tight blanket of warmth. Not to be idle I started quickly thrusting making Biki-chan cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Soon I was pounding into her without remorse, drilling my massive ten inch pole into her like a jack-hammer tearing into a concrete, each thrust making her grunt and moan.

Keeping my wild pace Ucchan hopped up next to Nabiki with a smile, reaching over and drawing her into a passionate kiss, I could clearly see tongue being used along with hearing their loud moaning from the act. I slapped Ukyou's ass making her jump, not even pausing in my deflowering of the middle Tendo sister. Nab's was working herself on my pole that I didn't really have to do anything to fuck her. Showing the strength of a Tendo woman, she turned us over straddling my hips. She placed her hands on my chest for balance before bouncing herself up and down my cock at an easy pace, drool leaking from her mouth and chin down onto me while she thoroughly enjoyed herself.

Time passed slowly but inside Ucchan's bedroom it felt like we had all the time in the world. Nabiki just couldn't get enough of my dick, bobbing her hips up and down the shaft tirelessly. Suddenly I felt a cool draft on my cock, then I noticed Nabiki wasn't on it but turning around and placing the bulbous head at her rear entrance!! "Fuck my ass!" she begged trying to force her tiny little sphincter to accept the huge intruder. Grasping her hips I helped her work it in though it took time, we were able to get the head in.

"Ya'll aint' doin' that without me."

Nabiki and myself turned towards Ukyou and had to do a double-take. She stood by us simply appearing out of the blue wearing a strap-on dildo about the size of my Jusenkyou enhanced member. If she brings that near my back-side I'm gonna freak, I thought eying her. "KY-Jelly?" I caught the tube of lube and smirked. Now this was gonna be a fun night!

Tendo Dojo... (Ranma's POV)

"NO! LET GO!! S-S--STTtt--STOOOoooPPP!!!"

"Shut the fuck up you WHORE!! This is what you are and this is HOW I TREAT YOU FROM NOW ON!!!" I growled, savagely ramming my dick into Akane's somewhat dry cunt over and over, unrelenting in my cruel torture of the youngest and sluttiest Tendo daughter. I watched my cock plow into her whore-cunt observing the blood that covered and dripped along my chi-charged shaft. With that power concentrated within my member it gave off the temperature of a 140 degrees Fahrenheit, the temperature of the African Sahara desert in the mid-summer time!

With each shove of my hips she screamed out in pain, thrashing about while my dick dries up her slut tube of it's natural lubrication, all the while the intense heat burns at the nerves inside killing the nerve cells and rendering her whore-cunt numb from any sensation whether it be sex, birth or masturbation. This was my punishment for her. Just like the African tribes of old that cut off women's clitoris to prevent them from gaining pleasure from sex, I do the same to Akane-slut making her nothing but a baby-making machine that's devoid to experience pleasure from sex. Speaking of which...

RIIIIIIIIPPPPPP----!!!!

"YYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"To think that this little node of nerves serves as a womans most sensitive and pleasurable part of their body." I noted, observing the little piece of flesh between my fingers. Akane thrashed about her room holding her bleeding crotch not caring that she's rolling around in a deadmans rotting inards. She stopped at Ryoga's dead carcase not knowing that she's actually leaning down on it with her ass in the air still clutching the gash between her legs. "I think I will," I say. Like lightning I strike shoving my chi-charged cock in her virgin asshole immediately hemorrhaging her sphincter. Blood leaked and squirted from her asshole with each thrust, though I was giving it total 100% of power into my fucking I didn't get the screams I wished to hear. I had Akane so desensitized that she wouldn't respond to me anymore. No, I knew she was alive, I could feel her ki but she was slowly losing conciousness. I didn't care if she died right now or not, either way it was a big win for the real world with one less slut of Akane's type to be rid off.

About an hour later I finally pulled out and shot rope after rope of my semen across Akane's back. Shaking off the last few drops, I picked up her limp body and tossed it on her urine stained bed unceremoniously and walked out of the room. About 5 minute later I came back in with a bottle of shampoo, a comb and a couple other hair-care supplies. Building from a mental replay of one of Shampoo's attacks and a memorized page of a Shiatsu booklet, I initiated the deadly Amazon Xi Fa Xiang Gau technique using a special shampoo I ordered from the Jusenkyou Mail order booklet Matriarch Colgned loaned me once. My hands danced along Akane's scalp rubbing certain parts of her cranium to get the desired effect I wished. Withing 55 seconds Akane's hair was free of any dirt, grime, blood or sweat. If she was concious she would be feeling refreshed but all she became was a zombie sitting on her bed; one of the effects of the Formula 87 shampoo.

"When I clap my hands, you will wake up and not remember anything that has happened to you for the past few hours nor will you remember me finding you and Ryoga together this night. You will wake up and find Ryoga and his guts scattered on you're floor and in act of fear you will call the police. When they question you, you will lie to them telling the police that you did not kill him that it was a local panty-theif though you know deep down that it was you!"

I didn't want to be here anymore. The only reason I didn't leave to live with my mother months ago was because of Akane, the love I HAD for her too strong in my mind that I didn't want to be far from her at all. Now, I have nothing holding myself back anymore. Moments later I exited the dojo with a fresh change of clothes and my travelling pack over my shoulder, just happening to pass Akane's window while in the court-yard a loud clap of my hands sounded before I forever stepped out of the place that was my home for the past 2 years.

Just turning the corner, a scream pierced the air and rung in my ears causing a sadistic smile to form on my countenance. A few choice words came to mind as I walked away.

"Finally... I am free."

Ucchan's Okonomiyaki, later that night...

Two hours until the sun would rise over the east to signal the beginning of a new day, that's what he thought as he looked out the window of a window in Ukyou's two-story house/resturant. He was naked, sure, but who would really mind him walking around in the buff anyway? The only people in here are Ukyou, Nabiki and himself; and from the time in bed they all shared earlier neither would mind another walking around naked. But that wasn't what he was really thinking about right now. This evening was the best night of his life since he left his home demension and travelled two worlds to meet a young okonomiyaki chef named Ukyou Kuonji. Shit, he even met some of his favorite anime heros and even interacted with them in some way! Isamu Dyson, Ranma Saotome, Ryoga Hibiki, Akane, Kasumi, Hinako Hinomiya, even the Kuno's were wonderful to see. For a short while, he thought. "And to think that I'd be leaving soon in a month," he whispered to no one but himself.

"Buddy?"

"Hmm?" he gazed up at the moon feeling Ukyou wraps her arms around his big frame. He felt comfort in this embrace, his heart pounding rapidly at their close proximity. He felt her hands tracing along his body, fingers dancing along his imperfected skin down to his crotch where her small hands encircled his flaccid cock trying to coax it to it's full massive length. He let off a soft moan of appreciating loving her soft, warm hands stroking up and down his staff bringing him pleasure. "Come here you!" Buddy growled, turning around and pulling her to him, mashing their lips together in a hot, passionate kiss that fires them up more than they already are. Ukyou, feeling the moment, drops down to her knees for a more personal inspection of her lover.

"Mmm.." She moans out sticking her tongue out to lap at the head like a school girl does to her favorite flavor of lolly-pop, laving the bulbous purple head with her spittle. Her hands were so small, unable to grasp the thickest section of girth without the aid of two hands. Buddy couldn't help but breathe heavily, groaning with each stab of her delicate tongue against his sensitive flesh.

"Ohhhhh yess!" He exclaimed feeling her mouth envelope his magic stick and suckle upon it, tasting the slightly salty pre-ejaculate that leaked from his penis hole. Her mouth was like heaven upon his cock though she couldn't get more than 4 inches of his dick in without breaking her jaw it still felt as if he was in that one place were everything is all good and dandy. He reached down and stroked her hair admiring it's soft texture and how her hair had a glossy sheen from a streetlight from outside.

"Now isn't that just cute!"

"Hah?!" "MMPH?!"

"Tsk, Tsk. It's not nice to talk with you're mouthful, Ukyou-chan." Nabiki stood before them in the hallway, arms cross under her lovely breasts smirking at the two. Bud's gaze went down and nearly bugged out seeing the same strap on used in their three-way cluster fuck with Nabiki being the meat of the sandwich. And it was dripping with lube from what he could tell. "Ne Buddy-kun. Your Ucchan needs to be punished for having bad manners, hmm?"

Oh boy!

"So when are you leaving, B-kun?" It was morning time, the sun shining through the open curtain of Ukyou's bedroom window. All three were in bed, each girl on either side of him with his arms around him. They were all awake, just basking in a presence of one another. But the question broke the mutual silence of the situation to bring up a subject that Ukyou has been neglecting herself of.

Nabiki was interested though. "You're leaving?"

Squeezing the girls to him, he kissed each one before speaking. He stared up at the ceiling, stroking each of their backs and said, "Yeah.. I am. This summer when school is out."

"But why?" They asked simultaniously.

"Ukyou heard this already, so I guess I'll tell you Biki-chan since you don't know." He went about telling her about how he use to be before the accident with the fold system in his original homeworld. How he was tortured, beaten within an inch of his life daily before they thought he had enough. How he killed to have him and his friend survive. How he end up here in the Ranma 1/2 world and that everything he told the Tendo's was a lie to cover himself up and mingle in with the dinzens of Nerima. He even admitted that he himself was cursed by Jusenkyou, but he doesn't change into anything, nor does he change mentally.

"It's funny," Nabiki chuckled, snuggling closer to him. "I had this feeling you were different from everyone but I didn't know why or how. I'm not surprised, really."

"You're not?" The naked okonomiyaki chef asked incredulously.

She shook her head, reaching over to touch the other female. "No, not really. When you live with people like those two Saotomes, you really wouldn't be surprised by much after a year or two." She kissed his neck. "So you're leaving because?"

He sighed. "Well, I'm-----"

DING-DONG!! DING-DONG!!

"UKYOU! OPEN UP IT'S IMPORTANT!"

Said person grumbled, getting out of bed and putting on some pajama's and robe to make herself somewhat presentable. Just her luck someone pounds on her store door when she's taking a vacation and having wild sex with two people. "Be back in a moment," she said irritably. There was a short pause of silence before anything was said. Just as Nabiki was about to repeat her question, the loud padding of feet quickly climbing a set of stairs made her pause as the chestnut-haired girl burst back in with a worried look in her eyes.

"We gotta go! Something's up at your house! Mousse just told me that there are police crawling all over the dojo and in the streets."

"WHAT?!"

Mousse was right, the place was crawling with police officers. They were milling about doing their job and keeping people away from the scene or entering within the walls of the residence. Many face in the crowd were present. The Kuno's sans the father, Cologne and her great granddaughter Xian Pu (Shampoo) now accompanied by the myopic hidden weapons master Mousse, and even Hiroshi and Daisuke (Ranma's friends) and Yuki and Sayuri (Akane's friends) showed up. Other people were gathered like the neighbors and the usual curious pass-byers. But the peace officers refused to allow anyone to enter.

Bud, Nabiki and Ukyou showed up just as an ambulance pulled up to the main gate. Paramedics quickly rushed out and into the residence. A moment later they returned with a frantically crying Akane strapped down to a gurney. Nabiki, worried for her younger sibling quickly ditched her two lovers and hopped into the ambulance with the medics after stating that their patient was her sister. They sped off after closing the vehicle doors.

"What the fuck is going on here?!" Bud shouts, gaining the attention of a few police officers, mainly a detective on the scene.

"Do you live here, sir?" the detective asks.

Buddy nodded. "Yes I do, I'm a guest that's staying here for the duration of the school year."

"You're name, please?" He jotted down his name. "Where were you for the past 5 hours?"

"I was -cough- with my girlfriend here and the young lady that hopped into the ambulance just a moment ago. Her name is Tendo Nabiki and she is the daughter of the house owner Tendo Soun." He was asked a few more questions before he could get his own answers. The detective motioned the two to follow past the yellow tape.

"Our emergency operators responded to a call at 4:46am this morning. A young girl by the name of Tendo Akane called for help stating that she and her friend were attacked by someone of unknow origin. The operator reported that the young girl was in hysterics and we couldn't really understand anything that was going on. Arriving on the scene we found Ms. Tendo brutally beaten with a few minor lacerations and 1st degree burns around her pelvic region. We put her to sleep with a mild sedative for a short while due to her violent reactions to our questionings. It seemed that she was covering up something, but we couldn't figure out what."

Buddy and Ukyou looked at each other for a brief moment, following the detective upstairs.

"While unconscious we did a brief inpection of her body and discovered some sickening results. Her vaginal and anal orifices contained 3rd degree burns and were caked with dried blood leading us to believed that Ms. Tendo was brutally raped before calling 110."

"Oh god.." Ukyou gasped.

Buddy couldn't believe this at all.

"That wasn't the worse part. It seems that she wasn't the only victim this morning. Searching the house, Forensics and homicide experts found the body of a young man identified as one Hibiki Ryoga in what we assume in the bedroom of Ms. Tendo. Do not look if you have a weak stomach. This isn't for the faint of heart." he pushed open the damaged door with a gloved hand. The room was trashed. Nothing looked how it was before, but that wasn't what the officer was refering to.

Right next to the door-way was none other than a pile of guts; intestinal tracks, liver, pieces of the stomach, bladder, kidneys and other interal parts found in the abdominal area. The stagnant odor of blood mixed with fecomatter and stomach acid nearly made the two vomit on the spot. But Ukyou did after the detective pointed to what lay before a totalled book case. It was Ryoga's body, or what was left of it. His stomach looked like it was a turkey before cooked in the oven, gutted from the outside in. What remained was a hollow crevace only held up his spine. Appendages were angled in sickening ways telled them of what happened to him. Also, a gapping hole in the left size of his chest made Bud wonder of he got shot or..

"Whomever did this to the guy, ripped his heart out completely and took a chunk out of it. I would show you, but no one but forensics experts are allowed in this room. We've also found a few knives and a sledgehammer covered in Mr. Hibiki's blood and Ms. Tendo's finger prints."

"This is horrible!" Ukyou cried into Bud's chest, holding him for support. This was all just too much for her.

Bud looked at the detective, watching him light up a cigarette and take a long pull from it. "So what is the current assumption of what happened?" he asked.

"From the evidence presented, it seemed that Mr. Hibiki entered the residence and confronted Ms. Tendo were he brutally raped her and use an object of intense heat to sear and sodomize her vagina and anus. Afterwards Ms. Tendo, while under the stress from the rape, managed to attack Mr. Hibiki and kill him in revenge. Sadly, Ms. Tendo seemed to of taken a bath removing all evidence of her actually being raped."

"To put it simple, after Tendo Akane is released from the hospital, she will be arrested and placed in jail under the charge of 1st degree murder and attempted murder of a peace officer."

"What?!" Bud asked. "What else happened?!!"

The detective snuffed his cigarette on the wall and turned to walk away as a couple homocide detectives entered the room with protective wear and police kits. "When Ms. Tendo woke up, she was startled and attacked one of my men with a mallet. Even after she realized who we were, she attempted to kill Sgt. Hibiki Dan, no relation to Hibiki Ryoga I might add."

Bud shook his head as he held Ukyou. He asked the detective if it was okay for him to retrieve his stuff from his room and was allowed, only if he was searched before leaving the property. They headed to his room, but he paused in their steps when he noticed something from a distance along the roof tops. "Ucchan, get back to you're store. I need to take care of some things. Get you're weapons while you're at it."

Ukyou felt scared at his tone and the way he was looking out the window. "How come? Why can't I stay with you?"

"Just do it!" he growled, looking in her eyes with a fire she's never seen before. In moments she relented and nodded, running down the stairs and out of his site. He sighed, this will be a tough job. In his room he automatically went for his pack, opening and pulling out a few choice items he managed to procure from some illegal sources. A set of LAPD SWAT issue BDUs, a pair of high quality Army issue boots that had comfort and high tolerance to weather and fire. An ear piece communication device that had long and short-wave capabilities, able to contact anyone, anywhere on the face of the Earth with low interference. A Special Forces issue lightweight type-3 kevlar vest designed to stop a high-velocity .50 caliber slug from 15ft and out with only 10% chance of penetration. Also, he setted out a special item he managed to acquire; a sleek black Desert Eagle Mk XIX .357 magnum capable of firing off a magnum round with less recoil at semi-automatic fire. A true piece of gunsmithing indeed. Then he set out a high-powered rifle called the G36K made by Heckler & Kock or H&K, a rifle used by German Special Forces and few units in the US. Next came a piece of hardware that he feel in love with when he found it in the YF-19; a pulse laser rifle, specifically a LPR-3956 Mark II or LPR for short. This weapon fired as if it was a regular semi-automatic ammunition based rifle. Three burst of intense power that could penetrate 3-inch tempered steel, thought it had no effect on the hyper carbon steel and light weight lunar-transtitanium of his fighter it was a really powerful weapon.

Pulling out a few holsters and pouches from his pack, he started getting dressed. 'What happened to him,' he thought thinking of what he saw from the window.

[Great-Grandmother, what is going on here?] Xian Pu asked in mandarin, speaking to the short elderly woman next to her. [Why are there so many police officers here?]

The Amazon Matriarch sighed. [It seems that the Hibiki boy has been killed.]

[Aiya! That's bad.] She exclaimed. [But who would kill that Lost Moron?]

[Everyone has enemies, young one. Maybe someone he has angered finally caught up with him.] The old woman paused for a moment. [Strange, I do not see Ranma at all. This is getting very interesting indeed.]

[What are you speaking of you dried up old mummy?] Mousse ask, already knowing the answer. This gained him a whap on the head via wooden staff.

[I am speaking of the Saotome boy, Mu Tzu. He seems to be missing from this whole ordeal involving his fiancee and rival. Do you not thing that something of this importance would garner his presence.]

[Great-Grandmother, who is that male comming out of the dojo?] Xian Pu pointed at the person.

Said person was dressed in a black combat uniform with the sleaves rolled up to his biceps and helmet with a type of communications device pressed against his skin along his jawline giving him the look of a SWAT Team member or Special Forces member. A black vest with pouches containing ammunition clips, flashlight and other unidentifiable items. A black pistol was strapped to his right hip and what seemed to be a folder rifle strapped to his left thigh. Behind his back at waist level was another rifle held in a pouch that could be easily accessed by reaching behind him with his right hand. Cologne wasn't blind though, she could vaguely see the hidden knives in his boots and under his rolled sleaves. The man reminded her of an american movie she saw the other day called Delta Force starring a young Tae Kwon Do grandmaster.

Mousse jumped in before Cologne could speak out, knowing who the man already is. [That is Ukyou Kuonji's lover, it seems. I'm also assuming he has relations with Nabiki Tendo as well seeing as they all were at Kuonji's resturant at the same time in various states of dress.] He watched the guy explain something to the detective in charge and he assumed was showing some idea. The myopic magician guessed by the reaction of the peace officer that the guy was really important, especially since he could openly wield firearms in a country that has banned them from civil and public use.

"BOY!"

Heads turned to watch a large, rotund looking man in a white gi and bandanna wearing glasses approach the heavily armed man. "Mr. Saotome, just the man I was looking for."

Genma looked around at all the police officers and the yellow tape. "What is going on here?"

"Do you live here?" Genma nodded to the detective. "I'll handle this. Come with me Mr. Saotome."

Bud sighed and headed in a random direction. He didn't want people following him right now, and the stares he was getting from people bordered on suspicion. He had to get to him before he disappears. Shit like how he saw Akane and Ryoga couldn't be just left as it is. Something happened to him to make him change to become a murderer and he had to know why. Why would he kill Ryoga? Why did he do what he did to Akane? A few blocks away, he turned a corner which was soon followed by the three Chinese Amazons.

They lost him.

Ranma stood on a roof top a few blocks away observing the scene. He watched the police officers milling about the house, searching it thoroughly until the discovered what remaind of his ex-rival. He liked that word, ex-rival; it meant that the one man that gave him a challenge was finally finished, death by his hand. Removed from existence the man whom he blamed nearly everything upon.

But what will happen to him now? What about the other Tendo's? What of his family? With Ranko's help he lost all his inhibition, a mental barrier that was erected to prevent him from expression his emotions to their fullest. How would they react to seeing him telling everyone to fuck off, to kiss his ass, or seeing him show no mercy or restraint in a battle? So many questions and he didn't know that answer to any of them. Though he appreciated Soun's hospitality, he didn't wish to be shoved off onto Nabiki or Kasumi, nor did he wish to marry that horrible slut of a wanna-be martial artist.

Click.

"I was wonderin' how long it would take for ya to get here." Ranma said, keeping his gaze forward. Behind him stood Bud with his LPR held in hand aimed squarely at Ranma's head. Both men didn't speak for a moment, Bud eyeing his pigtailed friend with indifference. He maneuvered himself at an angle from the other man, eyes and weapon trained to kill if he make a wrong move. He spoke in a caution, monotonous voice.

"Why did ya do it man?"

Ranma didn't say anything but from the angle he had, Bud could tell that whatever caused him to kill Ryoga and rape Akane really tore him up. He could vaguely see the beginings of tears in his eyes and the slight shaking of his shoulder that hinted that he wanted to cry out, but held back because of the saying 'Men don't cry.'

"Ever since P-chan showed up," he began, wiping his tears. "I've always wondered why Akane never seem'd ta figure out why that asshole Ryoga was her lil' pet pig. Alway's wonderin' why she always protect 'im both from me an' blames me for everythin'." He tightened his fist nearly drawing blood from them. "They tricked me all this time! They've been fucking each other from the first day they met! She knew P-chan was Ryoga all this time and played it off like she didn't know! That bitch! I HATE THEM BOTH!!"

"Don't move Saotome!" Bud shouted, training his rifle on the man's head. "And I wouldn't try anything stupid if I were you. This ain't a regular rifle so don't push it unless you want several clean holes in your body."

Ranma scoffed at the threat. "I wouldn't hurt ya man. I'm a better man than that."

"So much better that you would commit premeditative murder and rape?"

"No." Ranma's form suddenly changed into his curse form. Shrinking down into a voluptuous, buxom, pale-skinned red-head with elfin-like features that would make many women jealous. Now Bud seen this girl many times living with the Tendo's and was use to seeing her naked and such. But what weirded him out was the look in her eyes that wasn't a characteristic of the man-turned-girl. She had this evil, sinister glare that reminded him off something but he couldn't figure it out.

"But would. And I love it." She said darkly, standing before him a head shorter with her hands on her lips. "Are you strong?" She asked Bud.

"What the--.. What the fuck is wrong with you Ranma?!"

The red-head frowned at him. "I am not Ranma. But I am at the same time." She leaped at him in a flying kick but missed as Bud ducked out of the way. "You can call me... Id."

"Id huh?" He said calmly, though deep inside he was pissing his pants. If he remember right, and he did, Id was one of the three divisions of the psyche in psyhoanalytic theory that is completely unconscious and is the source of psychic energy diverted from instinctual needs and drives. In other words, it was the evil side of ones personality complimenting the Ego, and Superego. Id was also the name used for another man's evil personality in a game, but that isn't real right? 'Isn't real, huh? Then why are you in Ranma 1/2' Good point, he told himself.

With a quick motion, Bud holstered his LPR behind his back and pulled out a pen and pad scribbling down something. He spoke without looking up at the girl. "I bet you study the Living Art also, I bet." he through out, not seeing Id's startled reaction of hearing that from his mouth. Before she could question him, he walked up and handed her a paper with an address and instruction. "Here."

"What is this for?"

"You'll be a wanted man er.. Woman pretty soon or at least a possible suspect since you live at the Tendo's. I'm offering you a way to escape all this shit and live a new life just like I am. Hide out for a month and come to that address on that day and I promise you that I will forgive you for everything that you have done today. It's solely up to you. If you decide to show up, I'll explain everything."

She watched him walk away towards a ladder but opened her mouth before he descended. "Why help me?"

Bud paused, thinking how to word his reply before continuing on his way.

"I know what it's like.."

And he left it as that, leaving a dumb-found Id/Ranma standing on the roof tops.

'He knows what it's like..' two voices in the girl's head repeated.

As the month continued on the Tendo family began to slowly go down hill. Being that they couldn't live in the dojo anymore, Soun and his daughters Kasumi and Nabiki moved out with Soun and the elder daughter moving in with Genma and Nodoka while Nabiki moved in with Ukyou. Bud quickly moved in with Ukyou and Nabs, much to the girls enjoyment, spending the rest of his time with the two girls.

But what of Akane?

After her release from the hospital two days after the incident, Akane was soon arrested by local authorities and placed in jail before she would be put in a hearing to determine if she would be tried as an adult in a court of law. That was no suited well with the young Tendo whom violently protested stating that is was a local panty theif that murdered the Hibiki boy and brutalized her. The Judge quickly deduced that the young woman is suffering from mental trauma, borderline psychotic and handing out the sentence of being tried as an adult in a Superior Court of justice. It would be at the start of summer that Akane Tendo of the School of Anything-Goes Martial Arts would be found guilty of murder in the first degree, reckless endangerment, assault with the deadly weapon, and attempted murder of a peace officer. She was sentence to death by leathal injection.

Upon hearing this during court Soun finally broke down and snapped, attempting to kidnap Akane and free her from the long arm of the law. Officers quickly detained the man and arrested him for assault and attempted prison break which is a high offense in any country.

Kasumi's well being wasn't good after her younger sister was sentence to death and her father arrested. The elder sister mostly spent time inside the Saotome residence rarely leaving to see the outside world due to the shame her family has brought upon themselves. Her honor ruin, she couldn't face the ridicule of the world or the eyes and murmurs that would follow her when she visited the market. It took a combined effort of Nodoka, Ukyou, Nabiki and even Genma to finally convince the tall brunette to finally go outside and face the world. But that wouldn't happen until the winter time rolls around.

The strange thing about Nabiki was she took it all in stride, or so people thought. When she was in public, she was the icon of the last remaining strength and honor of the Tendo family. A woman that knew what she wanted and knew how to get it. A shrude business woman that negotiated like a demon to get what she wanted and was as heartless as the devil himself. But behind closed doors when she would only have the company of Ukyou, Bud and sometimes Konatsu, she would be a fragile flower in a sea of chaos. A woman with a heart that cried for the love of a family that she knew was broken and would never be the same if repaired. She wished she could blame everything on Happosai, the panty theif Akane was talking about, but she couldn't. The old man was not one to lie to Nabiki and she knew he was telling the truth when he admitted that he had nothing to do with the incident. When she finally put two-and-two together she knew whom actually commited the crime but she couldn't do anything about it since the person wasn't around or hasn't been seen since the incident. She wouldn't find out her answer summed up to four until Bud's departure.

Speaking of Bud, as the days went by he finally graduated school with Nabiki at the end of the month. Though during that time he studied extra hard to pass his exams trying hard to forget everything or put aside what transpired on that day. He spent most his days with Ukyou helping in her resturant and with Nabiki comforting the girl, giving the young woman a shoulder to cry on. During the night, he would make gentle love to the two giving them pleasure to remember him by before his departure. Ukyou tried to convince him not to go, wanting him to leave her side. But he emphasized that he must go but refused to state why, just leaving it at that. She would have to wait until the day he leaves to find out why.

Narita Internation Airport, Private Hangar near runway 3...

*Montel! Yer early! Do ya got all ya shit?* Buddy shouts to his black friend standing by the hangar door. He had two people following him and he was also dressed in his black and red flight/space suit with a pack flung over his shoulder.

The tall black-man nodded, holding up a back-pack of clothes. *I was think' ya'll got food to bring to, so I just got clothes an' shit.*

*Aight, that's cool dawg.* He motioned his two companions to meet his friend. *By the way, this is the hot n' lovely chef Ukyou Kuonji and the ravishingly beautiful business woman Nabiki Tendo.* "Ucchan, Biki-chan. This is my homie Montel. Ya' might remember him from the prom last month. He doesn't speak Japanese that well so you might excuse him."

*A pleasure to meet one of Bud's friends.* Nabiki said in perfect english, exchanging a handshake with the dark american male.

*It's an honor ta meet'cha,* Ukyou's accent reminded Montel of a southern woman in the states. Buddy had to admit that his sexy nymph of a chef was getting really good with her english.

*Yo, sup gurlz. Nice ta meet my boy's women.* Montel smirked at them.

Bud shrugged. *We seem to be missing someone, oh well. So let me show you girls what's in door number two.*

The main hangar door opened up revealing a conceiled aircraft under a black tarp-like material. Messing with his watch, a strange beep came from the craft then several airport crewmen raced up to the machine and started to unveil the craft. Ukyou and Nabiki's jaws hit the floor at seeing the technologial piece of robotechnology. The YF-19 Alpha-One is always a site to behold, being absent from it's presence was torture on the young fighter pilot and now that he was reuinited with his second love, he wouldn't abandon it anymore. He traced his hands over the unblemished armor plating that made up the variable fighter while the two girls looked around it checking things out. They were at awe, their assumptions that Bud was just fibbing about everything disappearing in smoke and a newfound respect for their lover ammerged. They suddenly became saddened that he would be truely leaving, possibly for good and that brought tears to both their eyes.

Bud quickly popped the canopy to allow Montel to climb in and store his pack behind his seat before settling in. Bud whispered to him that we're gonne have a third person with us and assured him that it wouldn't be a guy. Or at least that's what I told him. But from what I could tell, there was enough room for someone to sit with Montel, the navigator's seat large enough to squeeze in a somewhat large man and a small girl. There was enough room for Bud to store his H&K G36K and Desert Eagle side-arm with the LPR-3956 UN Spacy issue weapon in it's container behind the pilots seat. This should all work out if he shows up.

Leaving the black man in the back seat, Bud hopped down to stand with the girls as the tan/black fighter was taxied out onto a small 1/2 mile long runway specially made for craft that did not require long strips of land to soar into the air. Montel, following a simple procedure Bud taught him, easily started up the fusion turbine reactors to warm up the fighters powerful engines. The sound of the power-up masked the sound of two feet landing behind the trio and they didn't know of what was going on until a voice spoke out.

"I'm here, so what now?" Ranma asked Bud, eyeing Nabiki cautiously and avoiding Ukyou's eyes.

Bud sighed and approached. "So you decided to come after all. It's about damn time too. Why don't you have Id take over and chill over by my jet while I explain what's up to these two, alight? Okay." he make it sound like he didn't want to hear questions and that's how Ranma took it. The pigtailed man suddenly changed into Id, his girl-form, in front of the girls without the aid of water and headed to the fighter. He watched Id begin to have a conversation with Montel in english and could tell the two are quickly becoming friends.

"So what's the deal, Bud?" Nabiki didn't look happy right now and he could tell. He guess that she knew it was Ranma after long hours of thought so he decided to just tell the truth.

"You saw what happened in the house Biki-chan, but you didn't know what happened since you left with Akane to the hospital." He sighed. "After getting the deals from the detective, I saw Ranma standing on a roof a few blocks down. That's when I told you to go home, Ucchan. So I went to see if it really was him, which I was correct in assumption. I knew it was Ranma when I saw how Ryoga's body was torn up because I know damn well Akane didn't do it without the aid of weapons. Ranma admitted that yes, he did kill Ryoga and fucked up Akane. No wait! I'm not done yet." he said stopping Nabiki from maiming the red-head.

"I don't mean to sound heartless, Biki-chan. But from what I heard from Ranma, she deserved what she got. It seems that your sister has been having sexual affairs with Ryoga ever since he first showed up at the Dojo. Did you know that Ryoga was cursed to be P-chan?"

Ukyou stared at him. "W-what?"

"Oh Kami.. Oh kami..." Nabiki looked at her hands and watched tears begin to fall and collect in her palms. "And all this time they--" Bud grabbed Nabiki as she screamed loudly, hugging her to him as she cries. After a few moments she begins to settle down and compose herself, wipping her tears away. "All this time Akane's been paying me to keep it a secret and I didn't know why, just the fact that she was giving me money was enough to convince me to not say anything to Ranma..."

Ukyou hugged the girl allowing Buddy to go free. "There there..." She then looked to Bud. "So.. This is the good-bye, huh?" she said with a sad voice.

"It has to be, Ucchan. It's the only thing I can do to keep you safe from what's going on around me. It's the only thing I can do to make sure that you can live a somewhat good life."

"But why must you go? I don't care what will happen, I just want to be with you and love you!"

He felt touched by her words and tried to hold back his tears. But strong words of love she has, it still didn't outweigh his protective nature; to protect her from whatever happens to him.

"When I fell in Jusenkyou those few months go, I was submerged in two different pools one after the other. I do not recall what pool I fell into but the guide told me of the second one. The Spring of Destiny. A spring that brought tragic horror to the many. It's a timed spring that will take place whenever Destiny believes it is my time to be cursed. It could be any thing. I could be a duck, a cat, a panda, a demon, or even a girl like Ranma. I could even be whatever the first spring I fell in, which is still an unknown spring to this date."

"According to the legend, 'whomever falls in this spring shall find themselves cursed at a moment of fates choosing. For this curse shall bring death and destruction upon the loved ones of those whom are bathed in these curse waters.' I don't want you to die, my loves. That's why I must leave. I could not fathom what would I do without knowing that you two are alive and well." he pulled the two girls close and hugged them, the last embrace he would be able to give the two for a long time.

"Listen, I gotta go now. But promise me something?"

"What?" The young chef nodded, feeling his hands holds hers firmly.

"Don't wait for me. Find someone to make you happy, be with them, love them. But know that deep down in you're heart and somewhere in the universe I am watching over you with a smile. You're happiness," He took Nabiki's hand and placed it in Ukyou's. "And even your happiness, my loves, are very important to me." He reached down and kiss them both, sharing a 3-way frenchie before turning and leaving.

"Wait!"

Bud turned and quickly caught the spatula from the air. He looked at the envelope attached to it and opened it up. He smiled at the girls and hopped inside.

Ukyou watched as the fighter took off, holding Nabiki close to her. She would truely miss the two men she loved in the world; Ranma and Bud. She reflected on the worlds he told them, of how anyone close to him would die when the curse was activated. And how he wanted to to move on.

But move on to what? That was the big question. With Ranma and Buddy missing from her life, it left a large void of space in her heart that needed to be filled.

"So he's gone." Nabiki said, looking at the disappearing dot in the sky.

Ukyou kisses her on the cheek and held her close. "I know, sugah. I know." She felt her squeeze her hand in affection making her look at the middle Tendo daughter.

Maybe the void will be filled after all.

*What was all dat shit about, Dawg?* Montel asked.

*Personal stuff man, personal shit.* He switched languaged. "Ya' okay back there, Ranko?"

Said person growled. "My name is Id! Not Ranko, but ID! And I'm just fine thank you! Jerk." She made herself comfortable as she could squeezed next to Montel. Just like the black man, she was dressed in a tannish-white space suit with bubble-like helmet and shared the same seat-belt with him. *Don't get any ideas dude.* Montel ignored her.

*You would think she's on her period or something,* Bud mumbled. Then spoke up. *Both of you guys okay, because we'll be exiting the atmosphere and doing a fold operation so get ready for some heavy G's.*

After a powerful boost by the YF-19's engines and some heavy goaning from it's passengers, they found themselves in a satellite orbit around the Earth with the active-stealth ECM device masking their detection by surface sensors. With a few quick input commands on his console, the back-pack fold system powered up for it's operation. Just before the fold system activated, Bud placed the picture of Nabiki and Ukyou holding each other in little slip used to hold small papers. He smiled and pressed two fingers to the picture as the whole plane was enveloped by a intense green light before vanishing completely.

End of Chapter 9

Author's Notes:

Oh damn this was the longest chapter I ever wrote! Putting this chapted up doubled my word count on Fanfiction.net. I'd have to say that I did a really good job on this one especially the first person scenes. I must say that it is very difficult to write this chapter and all the other prologue chapters that will be comming up such as how Montel go Deathscythe and how Ranma got Weltall.

I really don't know what to say about the chapter itself. Most of the stuff I used is mostly self explanitory if you think about it. If you have any questions or comments, don't hesitate to email me.

For those of you whom are fans of this story, please check me out at www.fanfiction.net and search for Hibiki54. Please leave a review I would appreciate your opinions or suggestions.

I'm gonna be taking a break from writing to get some ideas for next chapter. How will I do that? Well I have the Gundam Wing DVD box-set so I'll just watch the whole thing to figure out how everything comes into place. I'm also taking a break to play my neglected games such as Seiken Densetsu Series and Kingdom Hearts. Please be patient, once I'm done with that I'll be up and working on the story again. I don't want to burn myself out, ya know. ^_~

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